Wednesday, August 5, 2009

The Great Kiwi Cock-block

Maybe my finest hour. I can’t even begin to tell this story, just reference the title when you see me and be prepared for the hilariousness. This night involved everything that you could ever want. There was romance, international intrigue, motorcycles, women (plural), lies, money, Israelis. You name it, it happened. Seriously, I could not make this up. The best part... I wasn’t even drunk.

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