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Written by mike
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Monday, 25 February 2008 00:59 |
Erik Rhodes may claim on his blog to be sad and lonely (and also not to be Britney Spears)
but one can't deny his ability to live out the porn star lifestyle in all its decrepit glamour.
Last time we had a toothache we spent a half-hour the phone convincing
our dentist that we weren't just hung over-and that it wasn't going
to cause us to relapse. Again. Not Erik. After finishing another photo
shoot at Loehmann's, the man of our dreams goes to McDonald's and washes it down with a Power Ade and a couple of doses of G.
Thankfully
the pain subsides a little and i have a friend come over so that i and
get some naked cuddling in. G makes me into a horny fuck and regardless
of the pain, it feels a lot better when i can feel a big dick behind me
as i watch the opening episode of Americas Next top Model. Well i tried
to watch it. I passed out, i think. Maybe i got fucked? Either way, its
off to the the dentist today, thank god for dental insurance. Cuz this
is gonna be bad.
The last time we did anything even remotely similar, it involved a
donkey, a ramshackle prison and Josef Mengele. Of course, for Erik it's
par for the course. The Marc Jacobs aficionado spent the weekend
"slipping away" in the back of a club, throwing up outside of said club
and not-writing about some even more depressing incident which caused
him to hate gay men.
Oh, Erik. We hate us too.
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