Tuesday, April 11, 2006


I was on the bus the other day and I heard two girls having a most interesting conversation – it went like this:

“Girl, you know it was a good night when you come home with your panties in your purse.”

“I think it’s a better night when you come home without your panties.”

“You left your underwear at the club?”

“I think so.”

“How did that happen?”

“I have no idea…I think I took ‘em off while I was dancing, but later when I went outside to have a smoke, the bouncer had my panties in his front pocket.”

Only in NYC, kids, only in NYC.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Gina would be so proud of you.