10-13-2005, 06:39 PM
This is weird. My buddy at work (works out of L.A.) went to the Clippers game last night. He sat next to Mark Cuban on one side and this woman who is the writer for that train wreck Bonaduce on the other. He got her digits. I told him to ask her for his e-mail address so I could be his enabler. You just know you are going to have a epoch adventure with that dood around.
I know what you're thinking now. You think we're all gay, don't you? Think we're all just a bunch of deviant lifestyle-living same-sex having motherfuckers, am I right?

