Cabby kisses and early AM nightmares
After months of not exactly being “lucky in love” I have tried to keep a positive attitude, however this past weekend may have hammered the final nail in the coffin. Allow me to set the scene. The evening started out pretty hilarious. Dinner with the work crew, a limo ride to the Rhianna concert. We got carded in line for drinks (always an ego boost). We danced, we sang, we acted...
Blow harder and longer (not like that you sicko)
If you’re making a trip to Hawk Lake, give me a call, because I have a serious in. Upon finding the perfect place to park our cars over the May long weekend I knew we had hit the jackpot when I first spoke to Bill over the phone and asked him how much moolah he might want to compensate him for the grand favour he was about to do us and he responded: “Oh, well, Fuck, I don’t...