The Cindy Lauper Story
I tweeted this but of course it’s difficult to get the whole story as it happened by reading through backtweets. So here is The Cindy Lauper Story, for your amusement (and mine).
So, I have a friend here in the UK who bears a striking resemblance to George Clinton. We were having a drink in an undisclosed posh location the other night.
Suddenly, all these young guys are walking up to my friend, shaking his hand, and buying him beers. My friend “George” plays along.
Sidling up next to me is none other than Cindy Lauper. She says”Hi, I’m Cindy Lauper” in that fab voice of hers. “Is that George…”
“Nice to meet you Cindy. Cute glasses!” I say.
“My son hates em” says Cindy. “So is he …”
and I say “someone very special, why yes.”
Suffice it to say we never paid for another drink that evening. And maybe it was, after all, really George Clinton. Only George & I know for sure.
