I talked my friend into pretending to be mentally retarded so I could talk us into a Paul Simon benefit concert for Bill Bradley.
He scared the ushers when he drooled all down the sleeve of my other friend's leather jacket, so they gave us our own booth on the press level. Once in there, we could unpack all the beers we snuck in.
16 posted on 11/25/2009 6:20:29 PM PST by dead
(I've got my eye out for Mullah Omar.)