Ungodly Hour: Short Stories

Tipsy

This is not a threat. This is very much a warning. I might bring my girls or go solo. Just know that the ending won't turn out so great... for you at least. I drink your love like tequila on the rocks. Those same rocks could be the ones that are thrown- I mean used to guide us to the mountain tops. That is IF you don't mess up. Don't F with me. I will be sending body bags to your house and plant a graveyard filled with different parts of you. Yes, I am that ruthless. But thats not all. I will then tell your Momma what happened and play the pretend card. I mean... thats what you did when you were alive, right? I will key that Tesla I bought you and crash the lights. Grab the baseball bat you used when you were in the league. Do not test me. If you love your little life then don't F UP.