The True LA Experience

Last night I was on my way back from a fancy dinner at Orange Hill Restaurant (I had the filet
oscar...yummy) with my parents, some of my dad's VP's, and some of his biggest clients. We were in a limo. (By the way the limo driver got lost on the way there and on the way back and my mom was yelling at him through the little window because she knew where we were supposed to be going). Anyway, we were mooned by a girl in and SUV. They were making a lot of noise, so I looked out...Big Butt. I then looked around to the other people in the limo who were engrossed in some musical babble about flutes in Japan or something. No one else saw. Can you believe that?