The Dive Bomber: A Celebration of Life at City Club
I've got to learn to be more trusting.
I heard him before I saw him: "Who wants a shot? Because I'm buying fucking shots for everyone!"
Well, hell. I'll have a shot. A little Jack Daniel's never hurts, right? Besides, I felt like I'd earned it when Bryan looked at me and yelled, "Hey! Look at those big titties!"
That's how he addressed me for the rest of his visit: Big Titties. Just like seventh grade all over again.