Sunday night was Josh's brothers' birthday party (they're twins).
Josh decided to wear his new clear jelly shoes to the bar. I have no idea where he found size 11 men's jellies, nor do I want to know. The less I know about it the better, I think.
A creepy old cougar was giving his feet the eye, and said loudly to her friends in his direction:
"That guy is wearing jelly shooz. *sneer*."
Josh, in her direction: "Take it or leave it... take it or leave it."
Coug, slowly and decisively: "... leave it."
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Golden nuggets from the brains of those I love.
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