True Story

True story: I had to go to Pennsylvania for a press check, right? And we’re flying back to NYC in a small plane… through a hurricane. It was rough. We hit the ceiling several times. We all thought we were going to fucking die. Spoiler: we didn’t die. But we got off that plane and my friend Andy and I were like, HOLY SHIT, WE DIDN’T DIE so we got major-league shitfaced and watched THE FOUNTAINHEAD wherein Gary Cooper is shaking his fist at the courtroom talking about the indomitable spirit of man and man’s integrity, and Andy and I are out of our minds going YES YES YES, and then Laura comes home and says, “One of you assholes left a cigarette burn on my afghan,” and I just covered my face: life was pointless.


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