My first pint in NY has your name on
it, my birthday-sake. STELLA, OH
STELLLLLLA. Stella, I love you, Stella
I lovvvve you. A drink which doubles as
an Interpol song...with your name on
it. Oh and good job on Love, Actually.
Solid.
Kevin and I spent many 'a Saturday
mornings at this little greasy spoon
in Queens drinking coffee, talking and
watching little old Greek men shoot
the shit...I miss those brunches...and
Kev! He's quick with a joke or a
light of your smoke...Kev is my
forever friend! Save me a pint, ready
or not here I come
don't be fooled by his sweet shyness
and smiling face - this man is sharp
as a tack. sure, he's very well
manered and always friendly. but his
writing is in your face, he can throw
back beers like no one's business, and
quietly deliver some of the funniest
oneliners ever. he rocks.
it, my birthday-sake. STELLA, OH
STELLLLLLA. Stella, I love you, Stella
I lovvvve you. A drink which doubles as
an Interpol song...with your name on
it. Oh and good job on Love, Actually.
Solid.
mornings at this little greasy spoon
in Queens drinking coffee, talking and
watching little old Greek men shoot
the shit...I miss those brunches...and
Kev! He's quick with a joke or a
light of your smoke...Kev is my
forever friend! Save me a pint, ready
or not here I come
and smiling face - this man is sharp
as a tack. sure, he's very well
manered and always friendly. but his
writing is in your face, he can throw
back beers like no one's business, and
quietly deliver some of the funniest
oneliners ever. he rocks.
put the earl in earl grey; he's the cat
and the fiddle; Kevin is my birthday
and (dare I say it -- soul) mate.