Did anyone else get as friggin’ trashed as I did this weekend? The ghost of Bob Seger himself was with me on Friday’s Hollywood night. Rollergirls, nipples, Thai food and an excessive amount of vodka to hold it all together. Hold it all together, that is, until it tore me all apart.
Anywho, because I care about you, I want you to start off the week on the right foot. So here’s your Monday morning funny.
I don’t think anyone has captured the true essence of David Blaine like the dudes over at www.thisjustin.com
Also, I like the name.
