So, this last weekend was a teensy bit stressful for me. I had been planning, for some time, a birthday party for Cory who just ushered in his 40th year. And so, as one might assume, I wanted it to be a great evening and, most importantly, for Cory to have fun.
I think I was successful as Cory's hotel bed had six feet in it Saturday night (two of them being his)...and while not, perhaps, a threesome in the traditional sense, I would say that any evening that ends with more people in bed than you had planned is a victory of sorts.
Sorry about the absinthe headache, bro. Happy Birthday!
2 comments:
Awesome....are his eyes floating?
No way.. those are the eyes of a man transfixed on the sweet sweet green faerie.
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