Late-Night Losers

Late-Night Losers
Bob Aul

I was working late in my downtown Santa Ana studio one night when I heard you and your Neanderthal friends banging loudly on the walls and roll-up gates of the businesses directly across the street. Whether you were drunk or not, nothing excuses you and your asshole friends' insolent behavior—you even set off a couple of alarms before running away. If the goal was to look tough, then you failed hard—because you guys just looked like a group of pussies.


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