And naturally he was a disorganized little fucker.

Today I picked Ziskov, an extremely dirty and dodgy part of Prague. Straight after my today's little boy unlocked, I understood I am at Ziskov. Wearing horrible, purple, 70's like t-shirt. He resembled an inexpensive variation of John Travolta from Saturday evening high temperature. Yet anyway I knew I am gonna delight in popping his tight butt deeply in the red. As I sat down, the chair broke and that pissed me off. While we summarized his financial obligations, the temper in me expanded a lot that I nearly could not hang around to penalize him for his nonsense, irresponsibility and red-neck's look. One thing I despise most is a mess. And naturally he was a disorganized little fucker. I made him to cleanse the dishes initially then we relocated to something just what was attempt to resemble a bed room. No bed merely cushion.