Friday's birthday party gig went well. I got moola in my pocket, the host was happy, I charmed the 90 year old and the world as we know it is a better place in which to exist. In addition to all that, the host said he'd be calling me for other gigs in the future. Join me in a hearty "hip hip hooray" for yellow pages advertising. No really. I'm not kidding. Join me: 1, 2, 3... HIP HIP HOORAY!
Ok, put your clothes back on. It's not that kind of party...
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because there’s nothing that amuses me more than hearing your pathetic opinion
And how did the whiteout fare?
Valette | February 13, 2006 1:31PM
No grannies were asphyxiated in the musical portion of the evening.
Damon | February 13, 2006 9:38PM