my confessional.
Well since the end is near I will confess to an issue that's always haunted me, and I've been told by some that know about jeebus, nothing will get you better seats in da house of gawd than confessin' Anyho. Back in 1988 I worked at a new circuit city electronic store that popped up in Texas. Now back in this time Tug was a hot mess. I was just trying to find my place in the world of crazy. My younger sis had loaned me a car that my dad had loaned to her in turn I loaned out to this hawt piece of ass, who wrecked it. Totaled. Complete loss. Now if you knew me then, you knew that I would just completely ignore anything I fucked up. So even though the car had full coverage, tug went on about his madness not telling anyone what happened. I just knew it would go away, hell I was 300 miles away from my family they would never figure it out. Hell I would just leave it in the police pound. NO ONE WOULD EVER FIND IT THERE! Two weeks later, while in a very important job meetin...