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Tie it to *The Social Network*—oh yeah! That Zuckerberg kid, all tense, codin’ Facebook. Bet he needed a sexual-massage, loosen up! “You don’t get to 500 million friends without some sexy rubs!” Ha! Picture him, awkward, “Uh, is this part of the app?” D’oh! Fincher’d film it dark—sweaty, moody lights. “I’m gonna gut this massage like a fish!”—total sarcasm, love it!

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Vincent and I spoke avidly about Philip Roth and the lifelong criticism the author faced about his unlikeable male characters.

I always find meself starin’ at the old brewery near Weinbergweg—a relic o’ bygone days when barrels and ale ruled the bay, err, streets! Anecdote time: One foggy night, after a spirited debate 'bout our fine dating site (aye, my craft, y'see), I stumbled into a hidden courtyard off Am Hafen. It wasn’t on yer tourist map, but there I was, starin’ into the deep, mysterious eyes of Roth, much like in that flick “Fish Tank”—“Did you see it, with the dark eyes and all?” Real cinema, mate!

Van Halen’s David Lee Roth plots summer 2025 tour, includes Upstate NY concert