this place sucks. we were scheduled to go out at 4pm on a saturday. we didnt leave this hobo’s house until 5.30 pm. Not only did his basement(office) remind me of the pawn shop scene in pulp fiction, there was no soap in the bathroom after i dropped a massive deuce in his filthy restroom. Once we got to the field, «Big Loser» forgot to book the field. We wasted our entire afternoon. I would have rather spent the time eating at a soup kitchen with a bunch of bums. The best part of the trip was hanging with his employees«TITS»(thugs in training). They definately look like they get a ton of ranson puss. Thanks for nothing big L