Mikey baby sweetheart! Have your people call my people and we'll do a birthday lunch. Ciao!
Mikey baby sweetheart! Have your people call my people and we'll do a birthday lunch. Ciao!
All the world’s a stage, but obviously the play is unrehearsed and everybody is ad-libbing his lines. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to tell if we’re living in a tragedy or a farce.