Craving details
I'm not at liberty to say, but I can tell you, that I'm vaping blue raspberry cotton candy with a hint of puckering sour in the shitter right now, I am not a danger to myself or others, and my last conscious memory before waking up to The Jacksignal about 15 minutes ago, was me getting laid like the badass rockstar that I truly am, and then falling asleep in a bliss of ecstasy with my ears still vibrating from a screaming, bell-ringing (blank).
I think I can say all that. And she was breathing, the last time I checked; life doesn't get much better than this.
I have four AzzCasts to catch up with. My finger is no longer on the pulse of what passesr for the heartbeat of this odious machine.
VICTORY: JACKSTAR. Come, join me in The Winners’ Circle, the weed here is
killer.