Last night: hookah bar + a fuckload of alcohol + Raj's mid-town roof + arguing about Homer and Virgil = the first time I have been out out in about two weeks (leaving the room for Chinese take-out and rental movies only to return home and laze about in bed does not constitute going out, I must remind myself). They were old high school friends, most of whom Max had never met, so I didn't know quite what to expect. Thankfully it was a bloody fine time. Except for our hangover suffering this morning.
p.s. New York deli sandwiches taste better when eaten while watching the sun rise over the city.
p.s. New York deli sandwiches taste better when eaten while watching the sun rise over the city.
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The sisters are trying to make their nipples look better in that scene, by the way; they reckon applying the tape and then whipping it off makes their nipples redder and puffier, thus encouraging the males of the species to come forth and mate, I suppose.