The A2K Virtual Meth Lab

Hi folks! Welcome to this lovely garden-level efficiency unit (yes, the one across the river from the tannery) I signed the lease for only last week! The landlord accepts cash! And other favors! Isn't that aweseome!

Motherfucking awesome.

What? I thought you said something.

Welcome! To this lovely garden-level efficiency unit! The landlord accepts cash!

****, guys, could you park around the corner? I can't have, like, ten cars parked in front of the place, especially at 3 AM.

Welcome!

No, I don't have cats. That's just the amonia. You'll get used to it. Have a seat! I built some makeshift furniture out of the dozens of empty fuel cans and antifreeze jugs I had laying around!

Jesus, which one of you ladies...nevermind. Excuse me for a second.

The landlord accepts cash!

Wish I had more food to offer you. The fridge is fully functional but all I have here is, let's see, all I have is ketchup. ****, not even ketchup, just catsup. Also, black pepper.

But so what let's fuckin' party! Watch me do pushups! Swear to god I'll do two-hundred pushups right now.

What?

Okay, everybody shut the **** up. Get in the bathroom. Shhhhhhhh. I swear to God somebody's outside. Look, everyone get in the bathroom and I'll check it out. I'll just, you know, peek behind the alminum foil covering the windows.

Okay, it's cool, you guys can come out now.

Welcome to this lovely garden-level efficiency unit!