CRAZY NIGHT: (continued from previous week)
Bikers come over with metal bars in hand. Looked like they had them at the ready for just these instances, as the bars were all about 14", an inch in diameter, and solid. They made quite the thud when they were rapped against the head of the King Hippo looking bouncer. The crowd was suddenly in a frenzt and what looked to be about 20 people were actively fighting. The fight looked like a swarm as it travelled over cars, into storefronts, through panes of glass, etc. A truly wild spectacle, and Im sure a lot of injuries, but we had to bounce. The safety of ourselves and our clients were at stake, and this was fucked. We ran to an intersection, got all of us into a cab, and went back to the hotel for a chill sesh, as we had about an hour to kill before the next venue. We smoked with fighter3 as he was not set to fight the following night, and was there to be a cornerman. Fighter2, even though from Cali, had to decline cuz of testing. NX checks on front desk girl and she says shes off in an hour (through broken sign language and an english/french language barrier on both sides of the fence) Looks like the Stephanies have left for the night, no clue where they could be, no one cares at the moment.... (continued next week)
THE DIARY STUFF:
Growing well in relation to all other FFt's. Health is good, structure is symmetrical, and the plant is loving life.
Will veg for another 3 to 4 weeks before the flip. Looking forward to whats in store, and looking forward to knowing the genetics that make up this fine specimen.
I feel somewhat validated as I am guessing this was backfilled after the fact.
.... I’m quite speechless and still processing. 🐒
I’ll share that before I backread to get the plot, a copy and paste Google paste led me to believe it was a Badly Explained Movie Plot, I was thinking Fear And Loathing in Las Vegas.
