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About San Antonio

One time, I’m out, right? This chick, she’s got legs for days, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig. I roll up, all smooth, like, “Say hello to my little friend!” She laughs, says, “You got cash, big man?” Hell yeah, I got cash! But then – boom – her pimp jumps outta nowhere, all “Who’s this cabrón?” Made me so mad, I nearly pulled my piece! “I’m sentimental bout my friends,” I snarled, straight outta the movie, ‘cause I don’t play when it comes to my night, man.

Mission Objectives

I gotta mention a lil’ mishap – one day I got so mad ‘cause my relaxation session got interrupted by some noisy construction on Elm. I mean, come on now, even my soothing tunes couldn’t drown that racket out. You know what I did? I marched over, sass in my stride, and hollered, “Halleluyer, fix it right quick!” and man, the crew went silent for a minute like they knew I was serious. That’s life in East-Franklin (us)!

Joseph R. Gudisauskas