I should say that I'm not exactly comfortable coming in the door and immediately writing about my evening. It sounds too much like something Carrie from Sex and the City would do after a long night of guzzling semen and appletinis. So suffice it to say that my night has been eventful, and that if I can find a way to talk about it later without sounding too full of hokum or bullshit, I will.
If, upon reflection, I don't feel like talking about it, you all have my apologies. As a peace offering, I offer this cautionary tale about a clapping monkey.
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Wait a second -- you spent the night guzzling semen and appletinis? This is a family site, dude.
you gothamites and your wacky new cocktails. is the semen appletini served on the rocks or straight up?
I can't wait until he sheds some light on this one. He's clearly patronizing a swank new hotspot.
yes yes yes, do tell, Mr. Now.
He must be resting.
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