Realization I made at Glendon Bar & Kitchen in Westwood: if your restaurant order starts with a question, I already hate you… A friend of mine from Dublin was driving up to the Hollywood sign when he suddenly smelled something vile and fled his car. He was perplexed. Did you know there are no skunks in Ireland? That oughta be a Snapple fact… Last night, Ricky suddenly woke up, got off the couch, walked over to the front door and sat down. I let him out, and he went into the bushes and vomited. I’d like to see any of your kids take it outside.
