The Star of the Night.

I am a pitiful piece of plain assgrass when I am feeling sorry. Really. Tonight I was the star of the night, a shining fcuk. Have you ever spilled a whole glass of tea on a sleeping baby? I have. Did so tonight. I was cursed with a hypothetical mind, "What if I were in the child's mother's shoes?"

"Fcuk the waiter, sue the place, have him cleaning my ass for a month... "

Should I find my name in the schedule? If I were the owner, I'd say, "fcuk the waiter too. Have 'im clean the lady's ass for a moth..."

Ooh... I am the star of this night. Fireworks were shot to celebrate my being. 3rd of July, will I ever forget this date? Probably not... Would you if you were the star of that night?