Real or Fake?

Somehow, I ended up asking our bartender if her boobs were real. The answer was no. They were 7 years old, and she was up for brand new ones. I wondered to myself, "did she not get what she wanted out of the originals?" Initially, it seemed that bringing the topic to her attention was somewhat rude. But then fully knowing her boobs were fake, I just blurted, "so, speaking of twins, are your boobs real or fake?" Am I really getting what I want out of my friendships over at "old-school" CFV? The answer is a resounding YES! MUTHERFUCKERS!!! YESSS!!!

So, for the last night that I can call myself "at home" in the USA, I was graced with the presence of the great Chris Davis. We ended up going to 2 places here in dear Norfolk, both downtown at Granby St. For those of you who do not know Chris, he finally gets the "awesome badge" from Bennyhana.

Chris greatly contributed to my enjoyment to my last day in America. Additionally, I wanted to share a picture of me and KP that Joey took as they took me to the airport on Tuesday. That seems like such a long time ago now.


So there's that. I can't wait to come home. I can't wait for Maui. I can't wait for the exceptional feeling of coming and being a part of this culture. I feel like a prince, but I feel lonely like an orphan. What I have to offer is all of my talent. What I have to win is glory. I'm leaving my comfort zone to engage the enemy on their front for my family and friends to enjoy this freedom. I fight for Freedom, and Freedom is not free.


All of my best,
bh