Sunday, August 3, 2008

I will never understand the South

While Jess and I were waiting for Jon outside the pub Saturday evening, we saw a car with three young gentlemen coming down the road. All of a sudden, we heard a voice saying, "Holla at them!" and then someone yelling that it was his friend's birthday. I wished him a happy birthday, and then, as I suppose is customary in Virginia, one of them flashed his nipple at us.
We then decided to wait inside.

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