Why HELLO officer...
So last night, while curled up in the fetal position at 14 Bellow, viciously fending off Persian suitors to the best of my ability, I had an epiphany: I need to learn how to play guitar. Like now. Oh and I need to start carrying a tazer.
And boys: if you are at a club and you try to dance with a girl, and she looks at you with utter disgust and then stops dancing, do not just stand there and hump her leg like my uncle George's golden retriever. She doesn't want to dance with you.
And boys: if you are at a club and you try to dance with a girl, and she looks at you with utter disgust and then stops dancing, do not just stand there and hump her leg like my uncle George's golden retriever. She doesn't want to dance with you.