So, recently I showed up at Mather Zickel's 40th birthday party at the historic and infamous Sportsmen's Lodge...wearing a black dress, black bob, black shoes, black sunglasses, and red lipstick -- and, immediately upon my arrival, the birthday boy sauntered over with a glass of fine scotch to tell me that, standing there in the bright sunshine, I looked like I had just stepped out of a Fellini film.
Goddamnit, I love me some Mather Zickel.
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