Drunk On Power

Jason surveyed all that was his. Turning his head left to right, everything belonged solely to him to do with as he pleased. After years of hard-fought battles, defeat after defeat, he had finally claimed this territory as his own, and there was nothing that Janet could do about it.

He believed he would call it Casa de Jason.

"But if you don't keep this area clean, I'm taking it back from you."

His wife could threaten him all she wanted. This corner of the garage was entirely his domain, and he'd hang whatever heavy metal posters he choose. Bwahahaha!