I listened to Druff’s radio segment too.

What Druff entirely misses with this story is the comedy. From the jump this was all done for laughs (and the attention good comedy brings).

The chronology of when he wrote the review is immaterial. It was a funny review. You get he’s a comedian, right?

A comedian tells requisite Vegas blackout drunk stories. We don’t give a fuck. He doesn’t give a fuck. We all have fun.

Druff treats this with all the seriousness of a colonoscopy.

You’ve been had son. Lighten up.