Hookers and cocaine.
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.
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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