Berkeley bed and breakfast

Basically the worst thing that could ever happen at night and then it gets even worse the following morning. When you wake up with a cuck trying to butt tug you after protesting Donald Trump all night, then trying to pull away from the butt tug and ending up with the shitty dick in your mouth. All you wanted was some scrambled eggs, but now you have a bleeding anus, a shitty mouth, and no god damned eggs. And Antifa shows up smelling like Antifa Queefa, what the fuck. You just want to go home, find your dad and do a butt tug, but Antifa has you surrounded and is trying to get you a job at the nut factory. When you finally sneak out, you fall into your best friend Rachel’s noodle canoe and she then feeds you a Cali cupcake. Once you finally escape with freshly acquired 7+ STDs your all like “WTF bro, Berkeley bed and breakfast is the god damned worse” The Berkeley Bed and Breakfast was way more fucked up than I thought She looked good from far but far from good, now that I stayed at the Berkeley Bed and Breakfast my insurance skyrocketed