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| The first holiday dinner down in The Gloakenspiel's refinished basement might have been a more enjoyable time had the acoustics been a bit better and hadn't amplified sister-in-law Lorraine's ever-complaining voice...! |
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| Nightfall was a few hours away yet, so Denise was still making her selection as to who was going to get to share the tent with her and who was going to have to cozy up alone in the Volkswagon. So far, thanks to Myron's socks, Calvin was winning. |
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| And so another spirited game of strip poker began to spiral out of control because not all of the guys agreed that Ricky's hat counted as a piece of clothing. |
2 comments:
In those socks, not only is Myron safe from Denise...even Jason wouldn't touch him with a ten-foot knife!
As for that strip poker game, kinda glad I wasn't invited!
LOL - I never understand socks like that with shorts... And as for the game, it's kinda sad when Ricky is the best-looking one and he's only so-so. But perhaps if Jeff got a haircut?
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