Vegas, Baby
There’s gonna be a party in Vegas.
Oh yes. There will be party: Saturday, July 19th.
Why, you ask? To celebrate the release of my book, coincidentally titled Hot Chicks with Douchebags and scheduled to officially be released on July 8th from Simon & Schuster.
If you’ve enjoyed the site as either an occasional or longtime ‘bag hunter, now’s your time to pony on up and buy a book. And if you’re the truly intrepid HCwDB fan, fly your ass to Vegas and celebrate with The DB1 in person. Buy me a cheap drink and I’ll sign your book.
Yeah, you. Join me. To celebrate, we will party.
There will be hotts. There will be douches to mock. There will be a one legged firespitter named Ned. Yes, your humble narrator in all things boobie/scrotey will be there, drunk off my ass and drooling on the cocktail waitress’s boobs while I pretend to care as she tells me about how much she hates her daddy.
Details of the day of celebration, libation and scatological procreation are still being worked out, but if you’re interested in joining me to celebrate, drop me an email to get more information.
And if you live in Vegas and know how to promote a party (and I know you guys are readers), drop me a line ASAP and help me figure out how to make this circus happen. Only two rules: No annoying pedestaled DJs. And no Goose Running.
