Sometimes in life, you lose the fight.
You're not the greatest looker out there; it doesn't make it any better that the opponent took a bite out of your ear; your cheap cigar is falling apart; and your head is bleeding like a stuck pig...
...but sometimes all you need is a beautiful girl to give a damn, pour heaps of stinging alcohol on your wounds, and laugh away your frustrations.
This goes out to everyone who's lost a fight once out there and the beautiful girls who helped them pick their asses up with the aid of laughs and rubbing alcohol - especially my girlfriend Tamryn, who uses that rubbing alcohol with much zeal.
