Violated by Stank! STANK WATCH!!!

Oh Lordy! First let me begin the story from the beginning. M had to take her car into the shop, so to wait out the time, we went to the Millenia Mall. While there, we found a sale at Macy's in which M picked out two great pairs of shorts for me that were a steal! Afterwards, we looked at expensive shit from Louis Vouitton, Gucci, all the names that discerning label whores would approve of. To cap off the visit, we stopped into The Cheesecake Factory for some lunch. The meal was subpar, but the afternoon in general was lovely, so we were having an overall wonderful time.
Then, when out of nowhere, this horrible, awful, foul, rank, stenchly STANK took over the atmosphere. There was a family behind us and servers were walking by, so it could have came from anyone...people, it was absolutely REVOLTING! The Stank as it will now be known, was so bad, it litterally made us nauseous. To make matters worse, our server seemed to have forgotten to give us our bill and pretty much forgot us alltogether, because we had to sit for what seemed to be forever in this cloud of The Stank. He finally showed up and mercifully checked us out so we could escape the Stank that seemed to want to linger...and linger...and linger...Lordy, it was a Deluge of Stank!!!
I guess there really is no moral to this story. Who can avoid someone farting in their vicinity??? Wait, I have the moral...if you MUST fart in public and you MUST force it upon people against their will, then PLEASE refrain from eating crap that will turn your fart into a nuclear bomb for the people around you.

Stupid Bitches!

Lordy! Your poor, poor Dominick is going to be left alone all weekend while his gurl 5 Dolla be g'on to tha M-I-A! Yep, while the ho 5 Dolla be trickin it up on South Beach with White Chocolate, Dominick gonna be alone with a pack of wild dogs and an empty house. Too bad it's not Bears. However, ya'll best be assured that Dominick is gonna take advantage of the alone time...methinks a house party, with lots of nekkid mens running around, and a hash bar will suffice for the weekend. What say you?

Seriously, 5 Dolla DO need to get her stank ass outta the house. She's like Gollum in his cave languishing over her precious...Steak that is. So Dominick wishes her a good time with lots of latin hotties. While she partying it up in Miami, I'll be partying it up in...Hunter's Creek. DOH!

The weekend isn't a total loss, however. The Hunter's Creek shindig promises to have some GOOD nose candy...sniff sniff...