>>11407665"TRANNIES could be here" he thought, "I've never been in PPG Arena before. There could be TRANNIES anywhere." The hot farts of the marks around him felt good against his bare chest. "I HATE TRANNIES," he thought. Sweet Dreams are Mde of These reverberated his cell phone at 100% volume, as the seven $10 cups of Budweiser circulated through his powerful thick veins and washed away his (merited) fear of trannies after dark. "With a ticket, you can sit anywhere you want," he said to himself, out loud.
