norwich36 and I arrived before the rest of our party, so we sat ourselves down at the end of the line. This put us right behind two gay boys named (and I swear I'm not making this up) Jesse and James. One of them was very good at Apples to Apples, which
norwich36 bought for us to pass the time. The other one has pole-danced in nine-inch heels. Because he used to live with a lesbian stripper. Reality continues to trump fiction.
And now to have breakfast and read the book.