so,
I took my gal out to dinner
last night with her best
friends for her Bday.
we heard Rihanna was present as well.
I sent a request over to her table to introduce my fiancé 
Scotty to her, as she is a 
huge fan.

(personally I couldn't pick her out of a line-up at gunpoint)

well, the word we received back was that there were too
many paps outside and it just wasn't possible at this time.

At this time? AT THIS TIME??
lemme guess, we're to reschedule another random
11 million to 1 encounter
with her some other night...?

no biggie for me; it would have been 84 interminable seconds of chugging Draino and
"please kill me now"
that I'd never get back.

My Gal, however,
was NOT OK with it.
Nice impression you
left behind, Bday or not.
Sorry we're not KOOL enough
to warrant a blessing from
the Princess. 
(or in this case 
the Village idiot) 
  
you see THIS is the reason
that I ALWAYS take the time.
THIS is why I'm in this thing
31 awesome years. 
Good will and 
common courtesy, carefully
established over time to exist radically in concert 
with a code of gratitude!

I guess "Talk That Talk"
was just a big ol lie from
a big ol liar.

oh and Riahnna,
Halloween isn't for a while.
but good on you for testing out your costume in public.
it's close; a more muted pink might be the answer,
as in:
none.

See ya on the way down,
(we always do)
and actually,
it was a pleasure NOT
meeting you.
clearly we have NOTHING
in common when it comes
to respect for those who've
gone before you.
I'm guessing you needed those precious 84 seconds
to situate that bad wig
before you left the restaurant.

Here's a tip from a real vet
of this terrain;
If ya don't wanna get bothered
DONT LEAVE YOUR HOUSE!
and if this "Prison of Fame"
is soooooooo unnerving and 
difficult, then QUIT, junior!
c
#Hamateur