Fight night at Chili's

Spent most of the day hanging around waiting for Martone to arrive at my house. Despite a near death experience, he arrived unscathed. I did a little bit more modeling and made a little bit more money and then he departed. Shortly after, I went to Deptford to meet up with Jamie at the Chili's. What would have been a very relaxing dinner el fresco turned into a rather annoying evening. You need a license to drive, you need a permit to build, but anybody can be a parent. Any asshole can be a parent. And these people who had these three boys at Chili's did not deserve to have children. They were running and yelling all over the place. And how did it end? With violence! The littlest of the three boys attacked and wailed on the oldest and biggest of the three and the photo above is the aftermath of the situation. That's some solid parenting right there! God Bless, America!