Why did no one stop me from eating six King's Hawaiian rolls and applying to be mayor?

“I was in Old Northeast for 10 minutes and someone offered me homemade sourdough. I said I live in Kenwood. We are now blood enemies apparently.”

“The bartender at Mandarin Hide gave me a drink called ‘The Seagull’s Revenge.’ I don’t remember what was in it but I woke up with fries in my pocket and sand in my ears.”