So, my (Buddy) yells for me to help (him) this morning as she goes to get the (fat a$$) out of (The yard). Never a good sign. I walk in there and the (moron) has thrown-up some time during the night and there is dried (nacho cheese) and (bean burrito) all over (his car). To make it even better, (he) smells of (puke, vodka, cheap women, cigarettes)...lovely...ick. The only thing worse would be an explosion from the other end. That's just nasty!
-pat