So, Miss J just had "The Girls" over; the core group of a small acting troupe that I once worked with. Great bunch of ladies, to be sure; if not a little more than... well, a collective force of nature. No, seriously; I fear very things like these ladies on the war path.
Now, don't get me wrong, it's great, and all, that they think so highly of me as to include me into their inner sanctum (Well, not all the way in.) and feel they can share all kinds of stuff with me. But, hey, c'mon; I'm still a guy, after all. I got guy feelings, and stuff.
I mean, when I tried to excuse myself, Moxie reminded me they had issued me an "honorary vagina card". Of course, Moxie admitted to trying to get her way into Stuff:
Well, about half way through the evening, I had had enough, and needed to get back in touch with my masculine side... which tends to surprise people that I have one. Apparently Don had the same idea, because I found him hiding out in the living room in front of the TV:
You like that word balloon picta-joke in today's comic? Well, that was the second version...
|Too good to watse.|
Good night everybody.