The Extended Stay
Welcome back, campers. I hope everyone had as jam-packed of a Thanksgiving as I did. While it is customary to spend ”dia de gracias” reveling in all that we are thankful for, the management team at YDHB has decided to bring attention to the one thing for which we are least grateful. Anybody who has experienced this dubious act can attest to how Done Here, Buddy it is when a newly acquainted sexual partner not only lingers at your apartment the next morning, but actually spends the whole day at your place, desperately awaiting the possibility of a repeat sexual encounter. Wanting to take the higher road and be hospitable, we hope that subtle hints dropped at the lingerer will force him/her to reconsider extending their stay. Yet, blinded by their own hedonistic impulses (and/or unwillingness to return to their crappy apartment located in the nexus of some generic hipsterville), the extended stay seals the lingerer’s doomed fate. By day’s end, the lingerer has not only squashed any hope of the repeat encounter, he has also earned himself a place in the hallowed rafters of Done Here, Buddy Stadium.
Cosmic Jerry you are fucking hilarious….I was nervous that since you got a job as a Bell Boy a la Royal Tennebaum that YDHB was going to go by the wasteside. I had nightmares that YDHB, my favorite blog of alltime for its poigant and clever wittisisms, may be in fact Done Here Buddy…which stroke as devastatingly ironic. When are you gonna talk shit on Jay “formerly know as Jeff George” Cutler, that dude sucks worse than Shane Matthews Band playing an Ants Marching encore.
who was the lucky lady Jer?