Any invitation to my buddy Dirt lately has been interpreted as an invitation to his own personal Kato Kaelin, Rob the Whiner.
Last night, like a good uninvited guest, Rob immediately toked up. I stared at him. My god! That bong! Or is it a pipe? Whatever it is, it's quite possibly the most homoerotic thing I've ever seen.
"Do you finger the bowl when you suck on that thing?" I asked.
