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About San Antonio

Ever tried it? Nah, me neither, just curious. Heard this story—some dude paid in chickens once! Chickens, bro! Cracked me up. But seriously, it’s risky—STD’s, creeps, all that jazz. “We’ve abandoned the horse,” like Tarr’s flick—abandonin’ morals, maybe? Dunno, gets me thinkin’. Eat my shorts, tho—society’s all fake about it! Actin’ pure, but everyone’s sneakin’ glances. Hypocrites, man.

In this series

Simples, my friend, that's Butler – a mix of kindle and chaos. The neighbors are mad, they’re sweet, and sometimes downright cheeky! I once had a client from Mapleview who kept sayin' “stupid, fat hobbit!” in a sing-song voice. I laughed so hard, nearly dropped my oils all over the place! And ohhh, funny how every little alley, every café on Main St just buzzes with hidden stories and raw feelings, each one like its own little secret that’ll surprise you again and again.

No ducking this one: Butler set for first Target Center appearance since 2021