Last night at the MTP anniversary party, I was enjoying a cupcake and chatting with an overzealous "Days of Our Lives" fan, when suddenly, I felt someone blowing on the back of my neck. I turned around to see a little blond bearded man smiling seductively and trying to put a lime green jellybean in my mouth. His dirty little fingers, with grime caked under his nails, warned me not to accept his little treat, so I turned around and resumed my conversation.
Later, when I half-jokingly told The Ringmaster that a homeless man had tried to hit on me, he exclaimed, "How did he get back in? We kicked him out!" Ah, Internets! I certainly do attract the classiest suitors.
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