Post-game pandemonium. Coming back from Rafeeq’s; titties on top of Honda Civics on West 25th [they cease to be breasts and become titties when displayed as such] and Escalades blazing at the Lorain stop light. Streets filled with hoots and hollers. Rise up, motherfuckers. Rise. Up.
[Update: “two more honda civics were stolen in the hood last night…” I also forgot to mention that I made a halftime junior bacon cheeseburger run to Wendy’s in about ten minutes, round trip.]