Saturday, July 07, 2018

Three dorks at The 39 Steps

I was GOING to make some brutally clever comment about how Sage and I have matching, relentlessly horizontal rainbow stripes racing gaily across our masculine chests on our not-gay date, but boring-old-plain-shirted Rob literally—LITERALLY!—jumped into our selfie at literally—LITERALLY!—the last second like some unhinged white-shirted monkey and ruined everything. I literally hate theater people.

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