I'm in for confession. I have come to the conclusion that I would make all As and Bs if it weren't for the damn titty bars!! Sorry mom and dad, I spend all my time in the darkness. It's the cave that has taken over my life! I owe myself to the owner fort his wondickful job, thanks! The work ethics at titty bars should be the basis for all business…with CEOs who enjoy the big life that fire employees (who actually depend on their crummy paychecks because they have mesican wives spitting kids out, like, every two months) just to go on that yearly trip to the Riviera without having to actually pay for it. Ha. Bad moods do affect your writing.