As My Willow Weeps

As My Willow Weeps by Patrick O'Connell

Check please!! Your waiter tonight, Patrick O’ Connell is a sad sort of fellow. With the holidays coming around and him not being lucky in love, it’s a wonder he hasn’t just eaten the mystery meat and ended it all. By the way, stay away from the mystery meat. Now where was I? Ah yes, the pathetic tales of Patrick… For gods sake he sleeps in a rollaway bed UNDER Matt136’s bed. In his spare time he likes to scour darkened, abandoned roller rinks cause he loves concrete and rubble so much, he has the shiner to prove it. So please, in this time of giving, can we all remember the sad, unfortunate tale of the man who went penniless buying hair grease? Don’t forget to tip!!!

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