[Eslade]

9:32am
Farzo is triumphant in wrestling the rest of the rent money from the last 4 roommates. After licking his envelopes to his many past due mortgage payments, he gives a nod and a tip of his morning Foster's to his country's patron Saint Steve Irwin. As he walks into his garage, ahem, converted two bedroom living space past it's 5 occupants and towards his car, he gives the noose hanging from the rafters a longing look. "not today, I've got p99 shit posting to do" he thinks too himself.


One day perhaps.



Wipe it clean 2018.