“WHAT'S YOUR NAME AGAIN?"
“Bob, you do this to me EVERY time!”
“Dude, you’ve gotta sit in the front seat once or twice for me to remember you.”
“C’mon, Bob! It’s Spencer. You KNOW that!”
It’s after 2. The bars have just closed. And I’m in survival mode, dodging the hundreds of drunks flooding the streets of downtown Austin looking for a cab.
“I’ve got a better idea, Spencer. Let me take your picture so I can never forget that pretty face of yours.”
The double bird action was Spencer’s idea.
Hope the hook up was successful.
