I was watching Cloverfield the other day. Fucking scary movie. You can bet if that monster ever hit New York, I’d be outta here faster than Javy Vazquez. Of course, the hero of the movie goes from Soho all the way uptown to rescue a girl. But it’s not any girl. It’s Odette Yustman. That brings up a conundrum. Would you risk your life with a terrifying monster in order to save the hottest chick around and get ass for the rest of eternity? That’s a tough one, but Odette would at least make me consider it. She and I were also born seven days apart so if I ever bump into her at the exclusive clubs I go to, I’ll have a great opening line. Or maybe not. Dayyyyyyyyyyyyuuuuuuuuuuuuum!
Rainman Suite 