I bit the bullet, took the bait, went out on a limb...whatever. I've got a coffee date with a former mayor of the gayborhood. I'm getting off my ass and getting involved. You can't live in Republican-free paradise forever without participating, right?
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Jesus, Virg,
First you become a lawyer, then you want to get involved in politics. What is next? A discreet little Audi? Sprees at Talbots? Ladies who lunch? Voting republican? A trophy hubby? Fundraisers in the hills?
Are we gonna have to schedule an intervention? Force feed you beer and pickles and tie you to a chair at City Lights? Exile you to the People's Republic?
by the way the word verification is: trophe
Not quite a strophe, has something in common with trophy.
Talbots? Are you high?
Fuck, does this mean we'll be seeing your dick pic on Twitter next?
I always knew you had balls, but...
You're both nuts. All it means so far is that I will put on something freshly pressed and have coffee with the ex-mayor.
Put on bra as well.
Not to worry, Googs. These Ds never venture out unchaperoned.
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