if you were hit on by a portly, mexi-indian with snakebites, a septum and wearing supertight pants

i'm really sorry
that was our fault
we spent the entire time "cruisin" for "tits" and "ass" and alane was pretty much zooming in on everything with a hint of creamy flesh.
if that was you who's room we had maxwell drop a deuce in, sorry (kinda).
to that drunk guy we rolled around until he ralphed, you deserved that.

to cubby:
R.I.P