ASS OUT!

Jordache. Yes I embroidered BB at the top and no it doesn't stand for Bowery Bar. When I wore these for Halloween almost decade ago I went to get cigarettes and things for people getting ready and this big black lady was with friends sitting up on a mailbox and she bugged out. When I was coming back from the deli she put her hand up, all stop in the name of love, and said "ASS!" then quickly turned her hand around and showed me the back of it and said "OUT!". "ASS OUT!" I could show you how she did it with my hand. We do it all the time now.

IN THE KNOW ON SONNY VON BULOW

I indeed do know what room Sonny Von Bulow is kept alive in inside New York Hospital. Liars tried to divert me with lame musing that she was at the north facility, but I knew they would only keep her encased in Upper East Side deco. Although I never underestimate the eunuch-like secret trove of knowledge in a gay male nurse, always have my blood taken flawlessly every time if it's drawn from a female West Indian nurse, my information actually comes from three generations of gorgeous bombshell female nurses with eyebrows drawn up their foreheads. Don't run out and get sick or a rare std so you can be in quarantine (geographic hint), there's someone outside her room and it's under a different name. R


"Sunny" by Dexter Dalwood