A: is it too early to add vodka to my Gatorade?
B: maybe at least wait until 11
A: fine i’ll wait until 12. is it too early for homo-a-gogo?
C: it’s never too early for homo-a-gogo, but I’m wondering if it’s too early for a cobb salad
A: never. but this girl looks like a total slut. What the f*&%?
B: how do you spell gigolo when it’s plural?
C: I heart paint fumes
At that exact time Eric [the staff photog] walks in with his parents and his mother points out the attached photo on our wall:
(Embiggen for douche name tag)
Later:
Ok it has reached that point in the night...
B: You skanking-ass-whore-lard-butt. I hate reading your shit. You’re fired next month, you big buffalo ass
(talking about one of our writers, while drinking chambord and boxed wine)
And finally:
A (to C): Are you drinking?
C: Ummmm
A: Uh Alcohol?
C: Of Course
B: What’s that butterfly song? Come come my lady...
C and A: Sugar, Baby.
B: we need editing songs
A: That’s called Homo-a-gogo
C: I was just about to say that
From B to [I'm Just Sayin']: Where’s my CD? He promised one was in the mail. Fuck that bitch. Tell that bitch to send me the damn ass CD. And not only that, I want an updated homo-a-gogo. I want mine to be the best. I want the “til sweat drips down my balls” song on there. Or Britney’s Womanizer.
On its way.
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