A lover and a kicker

You are a man about town. Where is your favorite hang out these days?

Thursdays, all my lovely ladies can find me at the Village Pourhouse, where my legend is growing and I rock the house til' closing. Otherwise, you can find me at the MB, sippin on multi-colored margs with my homeboy JC.

You are an animal lover who once had a pet tortoise. Did you ever get a speeding ticket while riding your tortoise?

Slow and steady wins the race. The only place to be is wherever it is I am, so there's never any rush for me to get anywhere.

You are a lover of sports. What has been your favorite sport to play since you stepped onto the social sports scene?

Waitress/Bartender Flirting...I've been slacking so far this season, and need to step my game up.

You are a lover of fine dining. What is your favorite type of cake?

Chocolate Mousse....unless it's my birthday, then I gotta go with a little Fudgie the Whale action.

You are a lover of the finer things in life. If you could create the perfect cocktail what would you put it it?

Tequila, triple sec, lime juice....oh wait...that's just a Margarita...why mess with perfection?

You are a lover of fashion. What is you number one must have kickball accessory?

It's all about the socks...gotta be higher and brighter at all times.

You are a lover of love. Recently a member of WOLWSB told me he/she was going to makeout with you. Who could it be?

That girl in the purple shirt. She's hot!

You are a lover of the arts (and crafts). What is your favorite crayola crayon color?
Aqua

You are a lover of Nick. Do you miss him? Why or why not?

He misses/needs me. Without me the poppa would just be a poopa.

Story time

Last night Evan, David, and I went to the cozy litttle shack, Pine Tree Lodge! We met up with DavisFa and Stephane. We were enjoying some drinks at the bar, laughing and talking about kickball when all of a sudden something fell from the wall and graced David's head. This object was heavy and huge (that's what she said). It was a freaking TORTOISE SHELL! I repeat, a tortoise shell fell from the wall and hit David in the head. David was ok which is the only reason this story is amazing and hilarious. So of course we're like damn...we have to keep this tortoise shell. the only place to hide it was on Evan's back. It fit perfectly. So now poor David has a bump on his head, and Evan is sitting there with a tortoise shell on his back like Raphael. Can we please just picture this right now?

Ok so then this guy comes up to Evan and makes fun of his shell..... Evan then tells him how offended he is. As a half Jew half sea turtle he has faced many hardships and obstacles in his life and he certainly does not need some loser approaching him in a bar and making his already tortured life any more difficult. Some people..... So now we're thinking we've got this. The shell is ours. No one will know we have it. Then one of the bar tenders (not Debbie) comes over asking where the shell is. We obviously have no clue where the shell is. Then she has the balls to grab it off Evan's back. Look, I'm not running around taking your clothing off your back. Please treat my friends with the same respect? Anyway...in the end we did not get to keep the shell but I know where it is.....next time!