Thursday, August 19, 2010

Not Much Rhymes with Pelican

At the Standard last night,

We didn't buy the espresso martini providing so much merriment here:

I saw this random guy hide it in the plants on the windowsill, right before he ditched his tab. Not sure how stashing the glass helped his escape. No rhyme or reason there.
Also out of nowhere, Stephanie, right, revealed that she played a protester in The Pelican Brief. She held a sign and screamed “Meat is murder, fur is death, keep the tuna dolphin safe”.

Reason, maybe.
Rhyme, none.

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