she is a cocktail waitress at the palm in vegas. he never takes chicks on the carpet. i mean, not the red carpet. who knows what he does at home. what the hell is going on here?
i am a boulder-based restaurant publicist, music critic and mother. i believe i have the right to salt and pepper my own food, i dislike bands who don't understand the power of economy in song performance, and i now realize that a tango lesson + three mt. gay and tonics = one hell of a great kid. i am happiest in the summer, riding shotgun with my feet up on the dash and my hand inside a bag of pork rinds. and yes, i know what's in them.
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