He lit a cigarette. His glass of whiskey lit a cigarette. “I can only truly love my dead best friend,” he said, “but not in a gay way. Women wouldn’t understand. They’re too gay.” Both of the cigarettes agreed.
When life gives me lemons, I’m gonna slice them up into wedges and throw them into vodka tonics, which I will sip in a burlesque nightclub that I co-own with actor Taye Diggs and two of the Pussycat Dolls.