Well ladies, it’s that time of year again. Where you can go to just about ANY place in Manhattan and pick up Mr. Tonight (or maybe even Mr. Right) or maybe even pick up a few of them…one for each night of their week.
It’s Fleet Week. Remember the “Sex and the City” episode. To all of the men out there who are frustrated by this “invasion”, it’s never too late to go out and buy a sailor costume and lie to some poor drunk woman who is desperate to get laid.
In response to Fleet Week, my fiance says there should be a big boat of women clad in bikinis that docks in the city and the women are simply here to party, get wasted and service the hard working business men of Manhattan.