She must have really hated spinning at that Chicagoist party.
Dear Ms. Hopper,
While I am beefy, with self-designed faux-tribal tat and nipple rings I never walk around shirtless. Ever. What really floors me, though, is that you knew my girlfriend drove a jeep!
Yow.
Sincerely,
Tankboy
And now, a typical scene at The Pontiac:
For the record, I still totally dig Jessica's writing, I'm just being cheeky.
FUN FACT: The sideways smiler in the photo is one of Photogal's ex-boyfriends!
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