birthday
OK, so this is it. It’s my birthday again. I’ll be 31 on Saturday, April 3rd. If any of you came to my party and stayed late enough last year, you’ll remember that there was a wet t-shirt contest at 3am. We plan on doing even better this year. How?
Well let’s start with the fact that I gave up drinking a month and a half ago because I drank too much one night and crapped my pants the day after. It’s a really long story, ask me on Saturday. Well, I am giving that up, and I’ll be drinking, A LOT, on Saturday. Just imagine what might happen. Now, if that’s not enough to get anybody out of their house, I don’t know what is.
Not enough? OK, how about this? My good friends own the Australian bar/restaurant where we’ll be going: The Sunburnt Cow in the East Village (Ave. C and 9th). They are going to stop taking reservations and seating for dinner after 9pm, so we can fit. They’ll have a full kitchen, with delicious food, a full bar, infused Sake, Australian wine, projection TVs, a DJ, and a retractable roof backyard. I am not sure what could be better.
But wait, there’s more. Two lovely ladies from work are also having birthdays this weekend. So, we all decided to join forces. That means all of Joey Pillari’s and Natasha Ivanov’s friends will be joining us. I don’t know anything about their friends, but I know THEY are both super hot, and they’ll be drunk also.
I am not going to make any promises, but we expect 75 to 100 people to show up. I am going to try to bring a kiddy pool for jello wrestling, but I don’t know if the health inspectors are going to approve. In any case, all the ladies should bring little men’s tighty-whitey underwear and wife-beater t-shirts in case a sudden tournament breaks out. I’ve got $10 on Joey.
So, Saturday night, 9pm, Sunburnt Cow, birthday drinking and debauchery. Do not miss it. You are all invited.
Awesome. Happy Birthday to you! If I didn’t have to get ready to leave for LA this weekend, I would so be there to wish you a great 31st year in person. Hell, for you, I’d even wrestle in Jello (my favorite dessert) and take the boobie prize in your tournament. Come to think of it, maybe it’s a good thing I’m going out of town.
Actually, it would be nice if you stuck around. Jello and girls go really well.