My Nips iz Hard Cuz it Cold Out

Five degrees fahrenheit, and ten days until the birth of our Lord.

Basically I'm telling you that it's fucking cold outside, and it's really close to Christmas.

And now, on top of being jobless, V-D and I are homeless thanks to this overzealous feminist housekeeper at the St. Petersburg Holiday Inn Express.

Just when we thought humanity had reached it's lowest.
Nazi Germany.
Rwanda.
9/11.
Chimp eats woman's face.

And now this bullshit.

I'm sitting outside the Red Club, with visions of our extravagant summer nightlife dancing in my head. And Veronica's walking back towards me with a giant grin on her face.

She says she knows someone who is willing to help us with our little problem if we could help him with his....little problem.



Hey, it worked for every other woman in America. It can work for Me and V-Ron.