so money
No - not really. But that's what I wished I had said to him while devouring a chocolate creme thingy as a Cuban performer sang a laughable rendition of Frank Sinatra's "My Way". I didn't really want the cherry but ate it anyway, coming to the conclusion that not doing so would be decidedly unspirited. I then bestowed my salad-complaining, whine spillage victims an obscene $15 tip - most likely due to the fact that I am enjoying sunny Florida following having hot sex with a sweet, sensual musician earlier this afternoon.