The fame is just getting too much. After moving out West (to a previously undisclosed location) to escape the heat of the paparazzi, media and general crush of attention it's back on. Out with the Marcuses last night at a bar, and a lame bar at that, the waiter comes up and asks Adam and I, "Do we have some new arrivals here?"
I shit you not. Let me repeat, "Do we have some new arrivals here?"
I'll let you imagine the rest of the tale.
