Throwback Thursday - Bruce Klein's Bar Mitzvah

It's a damn shame, but they don't have Bar Mitzvahs at the Playboy Club on 59th Street anymore. That's my old friend Bruce Klein in the photo. Is that a Kosher salami in his pocket or is he happy to be finally finished with stupid Hebrew School?

I left that affair with a blue velvet yarmulke with gold trim, a bunny tail and the phone number of Miss Theresa Grisanti, formally of Carnarsie.

Directions from Kourtney Kardashian's Right Nipple to her Left Nipple

The other day I got lost traveling from Kourtney Kardashian's right nipple to her left nipple.  Don't laugh.  When traveling by tongue, there are a whole lot of confusing intersections and turns.  Thank Google for Google Maps!

Here's a helpful closeup. I think I got lost when I hung a left at that large pulsating vein instead of continuing straight onto the smaller arterial connection.

And because I know you will ask, here's a really big version you can use for "medicinal purposes."