I love wingmen!
Yes –I say it again: I love wingmen.
They are especially at their best when they bring with them supersized presents!
When you are out with friends and they actually pick up people on your behalf, its as if God is watching from her perch somewhere, waving her sparkling magic wand and yelling: Go ahead Crash – this one’s for you!
The prize: My very own super sexy German tourist!
I got to play tourist in my own city for the past week; which according to the “unofficial official Crashlett tourist guide book”, included eating out at various “must see” fabulous restaurants (read far over priced and under serviced), being educated on the wonders of German beer and very liberal German culture, and a few other perks – including driving a very sexy and smooth SLK...
Another week down!
