So it started out innocent enough.

We met for dinner at 7 at Hamburger Mary's. The waiter was all over me.. the busboy was all over Andy. We drank Martinis.

A lot of them.

After about 12, we were.. well... in the bag. I started cruising this rather hunky guy with a big nose and a big smile. (That's generally a recipe for a big dick).

I bought the three of us a round of shooters.

Then all hell broke loose.

I was tanked. Bombed... we ended up at some other restaurant, and I ran into the hunk with the big nose, who bought me another martini.. Andy was busy talking to some lesbians... they were cute... one was kinda fat, and I had carried her down Santa Monica BLVD to prove how strong I was.

The hunk with the big nose invited us to go to his house and swim in his pool.

I said something like "mghdiwiew" which he took for "yes". So off we went.

We hopped in his car, drove way up into the mountains and went to his HUGE FUCKING MANSION with a stunning view of LA.

It was at this point that I noticed that Andy Mike had not joined us, and had stumbled out of the restaurant and gone home.

So me and the hunk hopped naked into his heated pool that came right up to the edge of the cliff that his HUGE FUCKING MANSION was perched on.

(I'll not bore you with what we did after that...)

I managed to get myself home at about 4 AM, at which point I realized I didn't have my house keys, so I had to wake Don Mike up (no relation to Andy) and get him to let me in.

Saturday night, Andy joined me again, still excruciatingly hung over, so we could go to a Mr Leather contest in Burbank.

We got hit on by hot men. Andy almost got picked up by a real ugly guy.. but he was sober enough to see how ugly he was, so I didn't have to intervene. Friends don't let freinds shag ugly guys.

Unless they're into ugly guys.

We finally hauled our exhausted asses into Don's car, made it back to WeHo where we live and crashed.

Sunday we saw him dining with two rather attractive men at the French Market, and then standing out on Santa Monica again outside Hamburger MAry's. We decided Andy is the King of WeHo.

Oh my aching head. Can't wait to do it again.