Larry probably will not remember this, but we sat together in first class on an American Airlines flight where I taught him the art of being piggy. The stewardess, as they were then appelled, was appalled to see me again. "What did you do to my roomate last week? She called in sick the morning after she went out with you on our LA layover." I replied smoothly, "That is why they call it a layover my dear. And I shall do the same to you in Dallas if you will hide all the champagne splits and serve them only to me. Also call forward any that errantly found their way into the coach carts."
Larry was impressed, and solemnly imparted to me his surefire money making strategy: "BLSH/SHBL." In deepest gratitude I taught him the secret of my longevity, which he apparently took to heart. "When I wake up in the morning, I decide how I am going to organize my day. Trade. Shoot. Reload. Get drunk. Get laid. But most importantly, in what order."
Larry was impressed, and solemnly imparted to me his surefire money making strategy: "BLSH/SHBL." In deepest gratitude I taught him the secret of my longevity, which he apparently took to heart. "When I wake up in the morning, I decide how I am going to organize my day. Trade. Shoot. Reload. Get drunk. Get laid. But most importantly, in what order."