  Oh no, Easter is over, what is a boy to do? Eat all this SUGAARRR!!!! So I have come to the conclusion that Louie likes night clubs...a lot. That's all he talks about these days is those damned night clubs. He even called me tonight and tried to get me to go to 600 North with him. I abstained [courteously] because I was watching Road to Perdition. And besides, what the hell would I do at a night club!? Nothin that's what. For one, I have a girlfriend (who I love so very much), so I wouldn't be doing any grinding on all the female club-goers. Two... well there is no two because that's the only reason people go to clubs anyway, to dance with the opposite sex in a sexual manner.
So instead of going to 600 North you can go 600 miles south to Cuba and get butt raped by Fidel Castro, and all of you can take your Fuel and put it in my mother's big blue Chevy Astro van. Haha. Nah i'm just messin with ya Louie, whatever floats your boat, or wets your whistle... is cool with me. Jesseca is such a hottie. 
