The life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
HNT
In search of beer, Meg and I wandered Folsom Street East until we found ourselves in venerable gay leather redoubt The Eagle. We drank Stellas on the roof, where she snapped this picture of my foot being inserted into men.
POP! There goes the first "cuuute" of the day.
ReplyDeleteHahaha, this is hilarious--you win at life, sir.
ReplyDeleteHHNT That is great!
ReplyDeleteThat is quite funny!
ReplyDeleteAlso, I did not actually know women were allowed into the Eagle.
I hate to quibble, but isn't that your foot protruding from men? Sounds even kinkier to me!
ReplyDeleteOooh, I love big type.
ReplyDeleteAtleast I can say I don't have the whitest leg in America, but I like you for it.
ReplyDeleteway to not mention the part where you totally got busted for climbing up there.
ReplyDelete(and don't you mean, "in search of GOOD beer that wasn't bud lite"?)