I saw this loser there many times. he would always be hittin on the young poontang and i'm sure he nailed his fair share.
uninterested young poon "listen sir could you please give me and my girlfriends a little space?"
marty "sure, just waiting for my buddy mark grace to get here."
now suddenly interested young poon "YOU know mark grace?"
marty "I'm the Cub's pitching coach"
now very interested young poon "really , i am the biggest cubs fan. is mark really coming here?
marty "wait, i think he said that him and his girlfriend were going to make it an early nite. Let me buy you and your friends a round of drinks"
Five hours later
sloppy-drunk slurring young poon "marty, do you live close to here?
marty "right around the corner, you ready to go darling?
sloppy-drunk slurring ready-to-get-slammed-by-a-creepy-old-as-her-father-drunk-dude young poon "Yup"
next morning
marty "hey darling you need to get the fuck outta here. i have to get to the ballpark"
head-pounding ass-bleeding young poon "what? you're a beer vendor at Wrigley stadium?"
marty "get the fuck out skank"
this is probably very close to what happened
