Wish I Was There

From our Minister of Debauchery:

Quickly remembering that I had neglected to call BadBlood for a dial-a-shot. I grabbed the two girls nearest the table and hussled them out to the balcony. Why should I do a dial-a-shot when I can have two strippers do it? Naturally there was no answer because I didn't realize that it was very late on a Sunday night. I can't tell you what message they left. Not because I don't want to, but because I really don't remember. BadBlood promises that the call was worthy. We'll just have to wait for him to get the message down onto mp3 format.

Hear it.

Excuse the windows media format.