A Lil Cognac Ta Get Ya Mind Right Alright, for the time being I'm the Topic of Discussion. Who am I you ask? I'm Rachelle, but my friends call me Cognac or Coney for short because whenever we're having a discussion or I have an opinion about something I give it to you straight with no ice, and no cola. So if you can't handle the truth then I suggest that you keep your mouth shut and your thoughts to yourself. However, I'm sort of messed up in the head right now because I'm sitting here in my GORGEOUS kitchen staring at the glass from my BEAUTIFUL kitchen table shattered all over the floor and a trail of blood leading out the front door. Now I'm sure you would like to know what the hell is going on here, but look...I need yall to give me a moment to clean this mess up, take me a good hot bath, and get dressed. Its ladies night over at Lacey's Bar and Grill so just meet me over there and I'll explain to you what just happened... Blood is too hard to get off the floor if you leave it on there for too long...Damn I need a drink. Sincerely Cognac
