Good morning. On March 7, 1958, my Uncle Simeon died. The next day, his body was flown back his birthplace (Yambol, Bulgaria) for burial. My asshole father, Harry, did not attend nor did he talk to Simeon during the last five years of his life….
So last night I got really drunk. I’m not exactly sure how I wound up in one of Caesars’ vomitoriums face down – and I’m not sure why I wasn’t wearing pants. Lying in the stall next to me was Harvey Weinstein – out cold….
UPDATE: Due to the moron dorks at my company who can’t seem to code worth a shit – Caligula has been pushed back to late 2018 (though the following announcement reflecting the excitement surrounding the release remains the same). Good morning. This is a very exciting day….
Good morning. First off, to all of my friends who are badly hungover this morning – I’m told the Circus Circus Buffet will clean out your system pretty well. And to all my friends who are still drunk from last night [there are some claps…