3 Words: Two Buck Chuck.
A plastic cup of Trader Joe's finest can be had for... That's right, 2 friggin clams.
How fucking rad is that?
Fucking. Rad.
Speaking of clams... You prolly don't want to eat any here but this place kicks ass though.
If it looks like shit and smells like shit... Chances are this place is da shiznit!
This place is full of talent... But not the kind of talent you want on their knees behind the dumpster outside. You'd be Better Off Dead than let a troll gnaw on your pole or else you'll be hearing...
I want my two dollaaaars!
Just don't put your testicles all over me. All this blues has put me in a state of...
Moppishness.
1058 Howell Mill Rd NW
Atlanta, GA 30318
(404) 874-8745
Thursday, September 17, 2009
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