In honor of the great Joey Trum, I give you...LakerFan! I don't have Joey's knack for this, but I thought I'd give it a try.
Gwen, a LakerFan in her mid-twenties, is zooming down the LA Freeway in a red Honda Fit, putting on her makeup, and yammering on a cell phone to her friend.
So I was like, guess where I'm going tonight?
And Stacy was like, I dunno.
So I go, "The Lakers game! AAAHH!!"
And she was like, "Who did you blow for those tickets?"
Which is total bullshit. I really like this guy, we met at the spray-tan place. His name is...Bryce, and he's totally cute!
Yeah, it's like brown, I think, with frosted tips. That is so hot! And he's like, been an assistant on like, a lot of shows...(squeals).
(Leaning out window)
Get out of my way you fucking Mexican! I swear, people cannot drive in this city!
Anyway, so we went out to Haven and he was feeding me Buttery Nipples and he was like, guess what, I got tickets to the Lakers game Tuesday.
And I was like, Oh-My-God, I'm totally down with Kobe, you have to take me with you!
And so he goes, you wanna go, okay, do something for me.
And I was like what, and he was like...I'll text you if the bathroom is clear.
It was so naughty! Anyway he looked totally clean.
Oh I dunno, my usual hottie outfit...yeah, the red dress, red f-me pumps...
The other team wears red? Oh who cares, no one will be rooting for them, besides, red's my color.
I hope we sit next to someone famous, not like that stupid Diane Kanyon or whatever, she's fake. Kobe's so hot, yeah, I'm gonna get my white wine on, and they're gonna win a championship just like last year!
Yeah I'll be texting and waving at you baby, wish me luck with Brad!