Friday, March 23, 2007

Banned in Boston

So this great new Italian restaurant just opened about 200 yards from my house.

I was informed by Wifey that me and The Hoag aint welcome there on buddy nite. She said it's a neighborhood place not a 'buddy' place.

So last night was Buddy Nite and me and The Hoag totally respected her wishes.

Or did we?

Did we spy on her and her lesbian lover from afar? Did we watch as she flirted with the bartender? Did we notice that she peeked in the mens room?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

But Neighborhood Italian Restaurant will be a Buddy Nite hangout if and when I say it will.

Cuz I'm the man and I make the rules.

PS:

Please WifeyOhGoddessOfTheNeighborhood...can me and Hoag go next week...? Huh? Please?

9 comments:

cake said...

Grovelling...oh that's just pathetic.

I Ain't No Oprah said...

But it's Italian food...

cake said...

Pa-thetic.

Anonymous said...

On an entirely separate note, when I saw Jonathan Papelbon was switching back to being a closer, a chill went down my spine.

Trying to make him a starter was a lunkheaded idea, even if it was his.

-- Lamont Cranston

stuckwithacomb said...

I've never not-gotten a comment as much as I didn't get Lamont's.

cake said...

Let's just go back to making fun of NoOprah's pathetic grovelling, then.

motheragawd said...

Stuckwithacomb,
That explains a lot. Lamont's comment is clear as a bell to anyone who's not a girly-man.

Having said that...I do so enjoy Aintno's grovelling. Carry on.

I Ain't No Oprah said...

I'm sure Wifey would let Paps go to the Neighborhood Italian Restaurant.

(Having the PapelBot as the closer makes me sleep a bit better)

Papelbon said...

As IF I'd grovel like that. You're an embarrassment to men everywhere!