[IronJack]

You take Ms. B-actress out to a nice dinner and on the way home say, "let's stop in here" and the fancy ass dessert is waiting for her. It's a gesture.

So you stop in and dazzle her with the ice cream. While you're there, some equally phony douche comes by with an A-actress arm ornament, and he buys her the sundae and a bottle of Dom. Next thing you know, you're hailing a taxi in the rain all by yourself, the High Roller is copping a feel off your erstwhile date in the coat room, and his date is sucking up to Donald Trump in the VIP lounge.

[najida]

All because of a ice cream sundae?

(Heck, I'd be just as happy with a Blizzard from Dairy Queen)

[durasell]

So you stop in and dazzle her with the ice cream. While you're there, some equally phony douche comes by with an A-actress arm ornament, and he buys her the sundae and a bottle of Dom. Next thing you know, you're hailing a taxi in the rain all by yourself, the High Roller is copping a feel off your erstwhile date in the coat room, and his date is sucking up to Donald Trump in the VIP lounge.


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