Last night, I received the the following text message from another Rogue Barrister. This Barrister will remain nameless (even though, they will be instantly recognizable).
I'm st [sic] this bar called [removed] in [a Chicago suburb]... and it is wall-to-wall MILF action! I might not come back tonight... or ever for that matter:) Sell everything and send me the money... Vanilla Thunder's in the HOUSE!!!!
Well, we may never again see "Vanilla Thunder" as he has left for that magic land... that's right... the land where the beer flows like honey, and the MILFs flock to "Thunder" like song birds to Capistrano.