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2:00 a.m. Tom:
We cruise up main st. for 2 miles, find out this OTHER truck
stop ain't got shit and then cruise up the highway for ANOTHER
2 miles to ANOTHER truck stop.
I'm chain smokin' my cowboy killers, sittin' in the
death chair(see illustration below) and watchin' over the Jawa.
Tom's picture of the death chair
Tom
I forgot to tell y'all about the nappy drunk chic at the Katz.
I was playin Pinbot (one of my warm-up games, mind you, lest
I not stand for her tomfollery) and I open Pinbot up and I'm
about to lock the first skullfuck and she's all
"Stick it in the hole"
"Eh-eh. Yeah, stick in there, baby"
Pinbot flashed on and off as Pinbot is apt to do and the
field was momentarily dark.
"You can stick it in the dark, can't you?"
Till now it was all fun and games, but then it got nasty.
"You don't need no lubrication. No vaseline or nothin"
"Yeah, fuck lubrication. I got all you need."
Then she made this fake lugie sound and pretended to spit on her hand.
"Yeah, stick it in there"
Luckily, this guy came over and started hitting on her so I could
go back to what was really important.
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