Live from Post National Title Austin

I'm currently in Austin right now. I left Fort Worth at around 3 am because of a sudden idea from my cousin. Robby, my cousin, is in his 3rd year at UT. He's Asian and he is majoring in something that has to do with math or something. How stereotypical. We drove his gas guzzling SUV and I had to pay for it. Apparently, being really drunk means that you're physically unable to pry open your wallet, or maybe cousin is just a cheap slant eyed Jew. We then preceded to call all his friends in Austin. We even talked to one of my neighbors that was partying down there. They swore to stay up long enough for us to get there.

We're here... I'm writing this stupid shit. The party is not good. Austin's streets was not littered with burning cars. I didn't see a single person stabbed in the chest. This is the worst post victory celebration I've ever been in. It's even worse than San Antonio 2003. At least they has one fat drunken Mexican dude screaming "wooooo" from the parking lot of HEB. HEB in Austin didn't have a Mexican. What a rip off.

If I don't look out the window later on today and see loose hippie bitches fist fighting each other while Gwar is playing live, I'll feel like I just drove all this way just to smoke weed in a different area code. And, that would suck. Like a whore. Like a dirty sucky whore.