I walked by the old whipping post today, and stopped for a few minutes to reminisce about all the good times I had beating the shit out of that lazy pig Lockcock.
*Private Journal Entry* My apartment smells like a fucking greenhouse because of Lockcock's constant pot use. He is using because of his PTSD from being left on the whipping post for 6 months. I want this mentally ill motherfucker out of my apartment. W
