What happens when Bucks County club of “redacts” comes across the border and is around strange acts, this the story of Diamond in the Rough, when time travels just enough.

Do you understand,

This place doesn’t exist ever again,

It would be about month three

Day thirteen

About there as much

The thirteenth room

We all know not to touch

From site 311

113 has a view

It’s snowing out

And what do we do?

You understand,

All black yet again

Skin tight edition

It’s a dress by the way

Of a condition,

When woman is around

And we’re doing what is found

Out on the town

Hey! What are we doing today?

Infiltrating Bucks County

You understand

The place is closed when we arrive

But there’s a big old party inside

At the door I see

Unbeknowst to me

Not at all

I recall

I have this face before

This attire as well

Like a Phi Psi tell

A little too old for me

To local familiar actually

What’s her name FSB will take the inside lock to me

Do not look at them closely

They are at swingers party

From Bucks County

Yea, that bad,

Like the worst kind of bad,

Fast forward a day,

About a year or three,

And what do we find but the

34th Day Penultimately.