Ehsskahpay!

First and foremost, Fuck Nashville. That's all I have to say on that note.

On to the main event. I was again chased down in the parking lot, but this time was saved by a so called kiniggit in shining armor who broke into my car and then proceeded to drive it away whilst I was seeking refuge in my own back seat. Long story short, we starting looking for a replacement sould (or soul, as they are known in more intelligent circles) for said kiniggit. After complaining about life and being shorted two mountain dews, we proceeded to cheer up huffing some lesbian gas. I lost, again, all but the first battle (what a surprise).

As we all know, the choices we make in life shape the rest of our time here on earth. Some are easy, such as Mazdas over pretty much anything else, while some are hardest we will ever make. Even harder are those that affect the one we hold close over all else, as these result in an intense conflict between our friends and ourselves. Thankfully, the oft mentioned trio will never face such decisions alone, for united we stand, and divided we fall.