…is a funny story, son. I was drinking during daylight hours in a suit while being a rich and famous actor. The waitress accepted my invitation to sit and drink on the job with me. Right about then, a tourist from Iowa asked to take my picture. I usually tell those guys to play in traffic, but nothing gets a Sunset Strip cocktail waitress hotter faster than seeing fans slobber all over you. Anyway, I walked her across the street and down to Bar Marmont, because having sex in the bathroom at Red Rocks is just classless. Long story short, I see you every second and fourth Saturday of the month now. Oh, it’s noon. Go wait for Mommy outside.”
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