Private
Rhodey's my BFF and that means no one else can talk to him about my dirty secrets from college. He signed an NDA. On a cocktail napkin.
Is this going to be like those tabloids or hackers that threaten to release pics or music, but the celeb releases them first? Ok, fine. "I'm gonna go blow some bubbles" was code word for a lost...week...that I mostly spent at Pacha Ibiza. As far as I know. There's pictures somewhere.
Pickles was I decided that I could shop for myself one night and legitimately went out for pickles, and came back with Candy instead. Not my fault. Sweet tooth.
There, I spilled. No payday for you.
Now it's your turn. Over dim sum lunch this weekend.