It’s been awhile.

s-malone:

The fuck have you been, Sam?

Sam & Travie.

Well.

s-malone:

Who knows, maybe they will like each other. Who the fuck is Leroy? The dick that was beating you?

Yep, maybe they will. Ha. I’m looking forward to seeing this. Yep. That’s the one. But it might’ve been because I kept calling him an old fuck and accusing him of incest with his sister. Cynthia.

Well.

s-malone:

She’s in California. Freaked out when I texted her though and I guess she’s coming home.

Ah, I see. This should be interesting. Fucking Leroy threatened to kill another one of our family members. If I wasn’t confined to this damn hospital bed, I’d go out and fucking kill him myself.

Well.

s-malone:

traviemalone:

Indeed I have. She looks hot, from what I can see. Kinda hurts to open my eyes since my face is fucked. Tell me, how sexy do I look right now?

Damn sexy. If only Willow could see you now. She’d be all over you man.

Well, she is coming up here to see me later. Guess we’ll have to see if she’s all over me then. What about your girl? She anywhere around?

Well.

s-malone:

Yeah yeah.  Have you seen the nurse?  Daaaamn.

Indeed I have. She looks hot, from what I can see. Kinda hurts to open my eyes since my face is fucked. Tell me, how sexy do I look right now?

Well.

s-malone:

Hospitals are fun.

No, Sam, the pain meds are fun.

[text] ‘Course you did. On my way now.

So.

s-malone:

Then get your ass out here and come drink with me.  Trouble is no fun if someone’s not getting in to it with me.

Fuck yeah. I’ll be there soon. We all know I’m your favorite person to get into trouble with.

So.

s-malone:

What a coincidence.  Neither am I.

Except I really am.  I’m fucking wasted man.

Oh, good boy, Sam.

Lucky son of a bitch. I’m in need of some liquor. Stay out of trouble. Hah. Who am I kidding? If you do get in trouble, you know who to call.