Month: June 2013

Keep Your Pants On

I was helping Allen with his tuxedo and there seemed to be a lot of redundant fasteners on the pants. Like – a lot. Two buttons, two hooks, suspenders, and those little straps at the hips? What exactly is it that they think is going to happen? People drink a lot at weddings. I think they have the right idea.… Read more →

Personal Grooming

They marked us both as friends of the groom in the invitations, but we’ve known both of them for the same amount of time. What’s that about? You don’t know? If things don’t pan out, Carl gets you and me and whoever else they marked as a friend of the groom, and Lynn gets whoever they marked as a friend… Read more →

Here We Go

The doctor recommended ear molds for her for if she’s going to keep surfing – but they cost her almost a hundred bucks. I had that once. You had what once? Sorry, all I heard was “ear mold”, “doctor” and “hundred bucks”. She doesn’t have “ear mold”. Yeah? The stuff my dude gave me cleared up mine too. Mostly. Read more →