I gave him some malt liquor in a paper bag, a bottle of Robitussin, and a ten pack of those tight white tanktops as a peace offering, but that didn’t get much of a reaction either. However I think I really won him over with the platter of mayonaise sandwiches and grape soda I had ready. Unfortunately we never made it to “da club” as he called it (I’m still unsure which one that is), but I did learn that when you mix the malt liquor with the Robitussin, Showtime at the Apollo is one of the funniest shows you’ll ever see.
