a den of theives

It began as a, pick maya up out of the gutter celebration dinner. Of many many champagne cocktails.. The prettiest girls showed face, oh yes, and phil too...




then came a strange man drinking a glass of yeager, to our table. He gently placed his sunglasses and a wad of cash at the head of the table. He seemed like he was trying to make quite a bold move and hit on a table of eight ladies, pretty admirable I would say...
But before he could try to woo us with some fancy talk, a couple of cops came in and grabbed him, picked him up and removed him outside. There was like 6 cops outside arresting him. I guess he was going for the ladies as a last resort, wouldn't you?
The cop finally came in and asked us if we knew him, we said no!!! Then he told us, they had been looking for hi for awhile. He had been reported breaking into cars outside Haiku that evening. But that he had mental issues and they have found him stealing, as well as breaking into a home and bathing in some ladies bath while she was gone...what a find!
His drink became poison to the table:

But then, as I have said before...I am in some sort of stealing phase myself...
and couldn't help but to become inspired by the fast passionate life of a thief.
I did it..
I stole all the chopsticks, pencils, papers, and forks..

which became useful later that evening in karaoke pleasures




a weekend of stealing and cheating
at the broken hearts club