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Originally posted by Pretty Little Flower
Me too! I have been working on this for the last decade and a half. Unfortunately, the sum total of my fifteen years of hard work is the following:
"I was at the concert at First Avenue when I recognized the guy with one leg who was the winner of first Big Brother season. He was visiting the weird-haired chick from Big Brother who was from Minneapolis. They both seemed nice, although they confessed that the really bitchy other Big Brother woman from Minneapolis was, in fact, a real bitch."
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Then what happened? Dish, dish!
I feel sorry for you living in flyoverland, when here in New York the glamour celebrity moments just come so thick and fast it's hard to keep up! Like that time Harvey Keitel told me to fuck off when he was eating brunch at Bubby's. Actually he didn't say it to me, but the person he said it to could have been me if I had crossed the street. Plus also I have met a guy who draws cartoons for the New Yorker, if you can believe it, but I was drunk and forgot his name and I don't see his stuff in the magazine anymore. I mean, how wild can you imagine it? That's how wild it gets here, baby.
