Well, okay, one. Lee, I have known you forever and adore you til the cows come home. Can't wait for your birthday party on Saturday. As for Chad, if you do not treat my friend with the absolute utmost courtesy and respect, I personally shall be at your door with a rusty spoon to exact punishment. And Joey. What can I say? Very, very, very bad form to sit down next to a woman and first unabashedly ask how old she is. Even worse form to then inquire as to the amount of pubic hair she may choose to remove. Thank you, Joey, for going out to smoke giving moi an opportunity to put on her coat and go home. Alone. Which, believe it or not, was preferable to sitting next to you. For one of the longest fifteen minute stretches of my life.