Hey, you garden by midnight, won't put bells on, are obsessed with polls, think your smoker is the bomb, tried to start a club that excluded me (notice how we've welcomed you into the lush-ious ladies with open arms?), and that's just the first page. Still, there is something about you that is kind of irresistable.
So which resort will we be staying at? 
Cause if you think for one second that I'm gonna let you get off being some cheap ****, think again mister.
For all you lightweight lush ladies that have left while the night is young, sweet dreams.

Today was Shaina's day to go shopping, now tomorrow will be Michael's day out with Mommy.

Depending on how early of a start we get, I might be back in time to serve up some lunchtime cocktails.