What happens when it’s Thursday night and there’s no music in the city worth driving to?
You go to Stevie P’s backyard, or you utilize the company/ living space of your equally as magical hippie equivalent.
You put this on nice and loud: http://soundcloud.com/futschikato/futschikato-l-nneberga
Pour some drinks. Light something up.
Then you take a pretty girl and you politely ask her to take her clothes off. Actually, ask if you can do that for her with your mouth.
And then you have a sexy fine thang throwin her ass around to some tribal two-step in your lawn.
And then just when you’re like “this is fucking fantastic, I could watch that ass pop all night. MAKE IT CLAP GIRLLLLL.”
Then you light her on fire.
And then you tell that goddess that her panties are a fire hazard. and they should be removed for the safety of all