Newsgroups: talk.bizarre,alt.butt.harp
From: richh@netcom.com (richh)
Subject: RICHH:  WHAT HAPPENED
Message-ID: <1993Feb24.004031.11492@netcom.com>
Organization: Netcom - Online Communication Services  (408 241-9760 guest) 
Date: Wed, 24 Feb 1993 00:40:31 GMT
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     I'm in the Hard Rock in New York with Mark Mothersbaugh and
Lorraine Newman and Pauly Shore and Mark orders a burger and fries
and Lorraine gets some kind of salad and Pauly gets pork chops. 
Now, normally I just get coffee because all the food there sucks
but Pauly convinces me to get the pecan pie.  I think, Sure, what
the Hell, after all, it's only nine bucks and besides, I'm stealing
a menu.  
     But then things get weird.  Mark puts on a fake Reagan haircut
and Lorraine sticks her fist in her mouth and Pauly tries to score
some coke off a waiter, and just as I'd suspected, the pecan pie is
gluey.  I slide it Pauly's way and Lorraine reaches across the
table and grabs it.  As she downs the slice, I realize I hate all
these people, I hate New York, and I hate the Hard Rock, but I *do*
steal a menu and get the fuck back to Philly. So, that was what
happened.

RICHH