Montauk was like the ghetto hamptons, full of crusty fishermen and people from staten island. altho we saw like 6 ferraris and a lambo on the drive out.
We stayed in NYC for a night after we left long island, and saw cirque du soleil at radio city music hall.
I had a panic attack in the middle because like every act was someone balancing on one foot on ladder 100 feet over the stage and juggling. I have a problem with heights apparently.
Then on the last morning we went to Ess-a-Bagel in midtown and waited 45 goddamn minutes in line, but the bagels were the shit so it was ok.
Last time I was there, I had to run across the street to puke while Tosh waited in line. I'm in better control these days I like to think.
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