Biz Nasty

So I walk over, I look right at the nightstand around the corner.

And then sure enough, there's a little Lucy pouch on the ground.

And you know what?

I'm like, that's not bad.

It looked like it was a freshie.

Like he'd just taken it out after he put it in.

Not a big deal.

It wasn't stuck to the floor.

I can put up with that.

Well, I pull my head up to go around to go see like the closet, if anything's over there.

And then you look at my window seal and the Portolo paint is what it's called.

It's completely ruined.

This fucking guy jumped in my chlorine pool.

came out, took his wet boxers, and maybe he had socks on.

I don't know what else he put on there, but puts it on the window seal and completely ruined it.

And he ended up calling me.

It took him a little over 24 hours to call to apologize, especially at the fact that he probably saw all this going on online.

But his rebuttal was, I didn't know you couldn't put wet stuff on drywall.

Yeah, so I was like, Mincy, don't worry about it because at the end of the day, the amount of joy and laughs that that whole crew brought me over the course of a few days, it was worth the ruin wall.

So this guy is an all-time fuck-up, but you can't deny the numbers that he put up over a 48-hour span with Ohio Tate.