When I saw friends of Egotastic! and all-around bosom buddies Diana Falzone and Coco appear on my doorstep this morning by way of digital photograph, I shed a tear or two. Our four. The two dolled-up and decked-out luscious ladies formed the bread ends of a sextastic sandwich in New York last night and didn’t even consider sending me an invitation to be the… well, most stupidest smiliest man on the face of the planet. Hmm, with friends like this, who needs benefits. Enjoy.