i’ve received a few emails today asking if i’m getting married.
well, no, i’m not getting married.
i’m going to a wedding this weekend, but i won’t be the one getting married.
and we had a really fun bachelor party last night on a beautiful sailboat in the new york harbor.
and in some ways i think that you (the ladies…) might be very sad when i tell you who is getting married…
the groom to be is mr. rene risquee.
i’m sorry, ladies, but it’s true.
there will be great security at the wedding (which is taking place in the foothils of tauma-loma on papua new guinea), which i’m sure that you can understand given mr. rene risquee’s great wealth and fame.
thanks
moby
