The Ivy

I was at the Ivy with a group of producers. I was waiting to get a table and this blonde girl kept bumping into me. I mean damn how hard is it to see a man whos 6'8" tall? She apologized and kept looking at me smiling then I sat down and started talking to the producers. I looked up and she was standing there with her old fat husband and she was pointing at me. I looked again and they were standing in front of me and her husband goes Hey you. I said who me? he said yeah, did you touch my wifes ass? I said hell no but she kept bumping into me trying rub up against me and shit. He looked at her and said Is that true? She goes Yes but I thought he was you. I said Bitch Im 6'8" tall and 265lbs so how the hell could you possibly think I was your 5'6" 350lbs husband? She goes I dont know I thought he was behind me when I walked up to get in line for a table. He goes You knew I wasnt behind you because I we smoking a cigar and I had to park the car because Im not letting any of these led foot bastards park it. Anyway , Long story short she got caught in a lie.