Nightbread has you.
Drank up, smoke up, get fucked up. Get fucked. Fuck you. Fuck everyone else. If you dont have body odor or your breath don't stink or you can drive safely right now, you ain't doin it right. If you dont feel ashamed to talk to your mama or kids right now, you aint doin it right. This aint work. This aint a family reunion. This is Nightbread. God-Tier autist sociopaths are welcome. Normies, get get the fuck out of here before we hurt your feelings.