A theory on the life of the urban woman
I came up with this last night in the midst of a conversation with one of my cuter girl friends (were we drunk? Yes, of course we were drunk), she was complaining about getting yelled at by construction workers, immigrants, and various street-borne assholes and wondering if I, as a dude, had any idea what these guys hoped to accomplish. Like, is it a numbers game? If a guy yells at 100 women in...
… between me and a drunk, probably coked up girl tonight at The Otherroom in Venice, CA: Her: People in New York have a certain je ne sais quoi, do you know what I mean? Me: How can I know if you don’t know? Her: What do you mean? Me: Exactly. Then I pretended to not be feeling well and split. Sometimes I’m in the mood to talk to idiots, sometimes I’m not.
Put This On: 28% of the way there! →
putthison: Since we launched our Kickstarter campaign on the first, we’ve garnered over 430 supporters, and made it past 28% of our goal. That means that at least 430 of you want to see a second season of our show, and are willing to pay for it to be produced. Thank you! You should probably kick these guys a few bucks, they’ve already helped me dress a little better and I think we can...