That's the two-word solution to a day like today: hookers and cocaine. In fact, I'm going to walk downstairs from my Claridge House duplex on the Upper-East Side of Manhattan, have them bring up my Daytona Sunset Metallic Corvette Z06 (with Titanium Nuance Leather), take a fast-ass drive to the Tropicana in Atlantic City, lose about 10 large, then head up to my suite with a bottle of Dungourney and a big bag of coke, and get crazy with Ariel from Ambience Girls.
Love to all. Even you, whoever doubts the educational power of Google.
3 comments:
Jeez. You people know i was kidding, right? Right?
ummm...
YEAH! of COURSE we knew you were kidding! Sure!!! :-)
Read your last few posts, really sorry to hear about both the children. Especially your son, though :o
Heh. It's nice to fantasize once in a while. Just don't tell your wife, for crying out loud. lol.
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