Paul Pasulka’s lying, right? What he’s got planned for Rhinofest is just too much. Solo performances of a face-to-face encounter with a sympathetic dead rat? Ironman’s lament? A daring rescue of little lost boys? WTF!?
Oh, and his friends will enact cautionary tales on why it’s not a good idea to model your dating life on Wile E. Coyote; or to throw away a career as a hot-shot lawyer for a girl you’ve met singing Zep at a Karaoke bar.
Definitely a liar. Catch him in the acts.