Sparkling Pimp

Fresh out of high school, strong in body but dense in the head. I worked as a furniture mover the company owned by a friend. One time, him and I worked twenty hours straight at 5 bucks/per, I felt like Tony Montana in Scarface. Afterwords, I was invited to a speakeasy to play a little afterhours poker. Well, you know the rest I was busted in less than an hour. but the beer was flowing for free. My friend and boss won most of my hard-earned money. Although I didn't have a license he let me drive his sweet olds '88 home. Smokey eyed and flat busted I still felt like a sparkling pimp.