It's Sad, Really
When you can’t remember one of the punchlines of your often-told tale … when you don’t get the hint your best friend leaves in your comment box … when you have to call her to find out what the heck she’s talking about.
So … let’s back up a few hours, back to the Nureyev story below. I forgot to include:
A lesbian couple was sitting next to us. As Rudolph’s hole grew larger, one of them leaned over and said, “Damn, even I’m getting hot.”
Thank you, Renae.