Monday, May 7, 2007

My Town Is Better Than Your Town

Broke and bored in LA? Here's a cheap thrill… go to the Playboy Mansion and talk to the Dude In The Rock. My roommate and I are big fans of "The Girls Next Door", which is a reality show detailing the lives of Hugh Heffner's 3 girlfriends. So we roll up to the Mansion like ballers in my Dodge Stratus, hop out, and stroll up to the pearly gates.

Tour bus goes by. "Hey, are you Hef's girlfriends?" the tourguide laughs into the loudspeaker.

Bitch, please.

Of course we are.

So then, we hear the voice of God. "Hey! Where are you girls from?"

Ohmigod! Where is that voice coming from?! There's no one around! I think... wait... is it coming out of that rock??? My fellow Ballers, that rock has a teeny-tiny camera and speaker in it! And it wants to know where we're from! All hail, the Dude In The Rock! Dude In The Rock, what's it like to work at the Playboy mansion? Oh, you want to know where we work, Dude In The Rock? Well, we work at NBC! We have some clout, Mr. Dude In The Rock! Don't you think we should get in to the Casablanca Party tonight?



Reflecting on this, I bet we looked pretty dumb talking to a rock.

A couple of weeks later, we went back. Just for entertainment purposes. D.I.T.R. made the swooshing noises from Friday the 13th, in the hopes of scaring us.

The best things in life truly ARE free.

2 comments:

(britt) said...

and one of these days we will indeed make it through those pearly gates and to the other side...

chloeee said...

shut the fuck up! i cant believe that happened! they totally wanted to party with you! just think holly, kendra, and whats her face were just on the other side of those gates!