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| 08.04.01 juris duty So we rocked the Kass Bah (Sorry. Couldn't resist.) last night. Christia's done with the rat race for now and is embarking on a journey of higher education. In anticipation of the Lent-like focus and self-denial that lies ahead, a bunch of us went to the Kass Bah for some Mardi-Gras-esque festivities. I hope the Pepperdine School of Law is ready for what's coming... |
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Best overheard conversation: a tall pretty scenester on his cell phone, facing an average-looking girl in jeans and a pair of zebra-striped platform stilettos with clear Lucite heels. He says, "Hey man, there's this totally hot Irish chick standing in front of me right now, about five-nine, wearing fucking leopard-print [sic] fucking shoes with her toes out so I can suck them." She seemed enthralled with his witty repartee. Oh, Los Angeles. As Robert Plant said, Babe, I'm gonna leave you. |
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