So the last day of the tour was in Seattle, WA and upon arive the promoter tells us he doesn't have the money to pay us, and no hotel like it said in the contract. After too many excuses and resoultions I just decided to slap his "manager" sending his glasses flying across the parking lot, knock out his homie, and beat the promoters ass but he ran from me.
Then a random mad insane decided to beat his ass out of no where and lit him up real good hitting his crippled mother in the process. The issue was over in my eyes. But they seem to all of a sudden act tough on Facebook so I figured you guys could use this info I found on his ID that I took from him to let him know how we operate around here.
John Irl Wood
2 W Casino Rd Apt H198
Everett, WA
Then a random mad insane decided to beat his ass out of no where and lit him up real good hitting his crippled mother in the process. The issue was over in my eyes. But they seem to all of a sudden act tough on Facebook so I figured you guys could use this info I found on his ID that I took from him to let him know how we operate around here.
John Irl Wood
2 W Casino Rd Apt H198
Everett, WA