Prez P's room at the W Hotel in Buckhead, Atlanta, is a complete mess.
Pillows, blankets, clothing, and bags are tossed on the floor. A pair of jeans is hung over a misplaced microwave. Magazines, water bottles, ketchup and mustard, an empty bag of Skittles, a Perry Ellis Aqua and lotion cover the table.
"We're a mess in here," admits Prez P, as he watches the Florida State Seminoles demolish University of Maryland's football team. "We were all drunk last night. We went out to Onyx last night."