Cut to the Chaser
Regarding the perils of being socially dead, the Warrior Monk from Spitbull shows that living wills and flirting aren't the only ways to ensure lively companionship. He does it the old-fashioned way. Booze.
As reported by his wife:
The Warrior Monk made me a Manhattan in a juice glass (yes, he's still alive, and claims he will re-enter the blogosphere someday). It's about 75% consumed and I'm 100% wasted. If I were a boy, the other boys would make fun of me.
Yes, but if you were a boy Eloise, the Warrior Monk never would have given you that drink.
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