So last night my friends Josh and Susana got married, hooray for love even if we had to sit in an old un-air conditioned church for over an hour wearing black tie.
The reception was at the Ritz and who was staying there? Not me. I was slumming it back to Brighton. However, the Yankees were there and I made sure to eat a lot of corn to try and break into their rooms on the 9th floor and give them upper deckers.
Definition (from Urban Dictionary): The act of defecating in the upper tank of the toilet. When the next poor unsuspecting person flushes the toilet they get a bowl of beef stew. the upper decker is a weapon of terror and should only be used on people who deserve it.
Anyhoo…that didn’t happen, but at the after-party downstairs we did catch Big Papi hanging w/ A-Rod and Kate Hudson wearing that fantastic hat. There’s Big Papi giving a hug to the bride, Susana, while A-Rod discusses the benefits of HGH while attending a Kabbalah ceremony.
Ok that’s all my brain can handle this morning. I have some corn to deposit.
Editor’s Note: After taking the picture I was yelled at by a waiter telling me I had no class and that I was gonna get thrown out. What the shit is that? A-Rod and Kate Hudson bolted after our party took over the bar. Why would they want to mingle with us mere common folk?