Random Story - Stroke Mr Frisky

3 years ago I was in Vegas with my friends. We were out at Tryst, a club in the Wynn, enjoying our night when we spotted D Wade. He was sitting at a table by himself, texting away, while 3 body guards surrounded him.

Well, after 44 vodka redbulls, and against my friends advise, I wanted to give D Wade a hug. I went up to one of his bodyguards and asked if I could say hello. He asked D, and he said ok. However, he didn’t look too enthused… it very well may have had to do with the fact that I was wearing a pink shirt that said ’stroke mr. frisky’.

Anyways, I approached him and said “hey whats up man, can I have a hug?” He looked at me for a few seconds, shook his head no, then looked back at his bodyguards. Again, this may have had to do with the fact that I was wearing a pink shirt that said ’stroke mr. frisky’. The bodyguards whisked me away and told me I had to leave the club. After a little pleading, and promising to stay away from D, they ended up letting me stay.

I learned a very important lesson that night. The moral of the story is, don’t try to give professional athletes hugs while wearing pink t-shirts that say ’stroke mr frisky’.