Yes it's true. Fitty turned 32 yesterday (he's still a baby!) and I had the privilege of dining on fine Manhattan clam chowder with him and a select group of cronies. Totally forgot to do a blog post about it, though, as I did most of today. So give it up for the lad!Thanks to Herr Pants for the intimate Gretchen moment. Johnny, that is.
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