Thursday, October 27, 2011 (300/1030)
One year 2 months and 21 days ago this . . . “gentleman,” handed me a Smirnoff Ice, thinking that was an acceptable way to “ice” someone. I was a good sport because it was the night before my brother’s wedding. I warned him that he would rue the day that he ever crossed me. I “iced” him in a magnificent fashion, with a 22oz bottle. I don’t play.
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