I just spent the week in New York City, so I thought it only fitting that I post something related to the Big Apple. And what better than a little Saturday Night Live? (Fair warning to those who don’t like controversial material; this could offend you.)
It can be tough being born with a virtuous look. A coworker of mine put it in an interesting way: “The package you come in is sweet and innocent.”
I understand Natalie’s need to prove she’s not so sweet. It’s why I came back from New York with a black eye. And while I’d like to say, “You should see the other guy,” it’s more like, “I fought the table, and the table won.”
Klutzy, unable to hold my liquor, and sweet. Well, I guess there are worse things to be.
