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i put on the same clothes i wore yesterday; when did society decide we have to change and wash a t-shirt after every individual use? if it’s not dirty, i’m gonna wear it.
oh, hi, best shirt ever.
i stood next to him while he had it on.
i managed, i think, three syllables.
“hi” was one.
“thanks, dave,” were the other two.
if you’ve ever looked at this blog, you can probably surmise i am a fairly verbose individual. however, in the presence of that dude? complete loss of perspicacity. my friend had to literally steer me into his arms.
RUINED.
(but omg omg omg i met david cook! *flails*)
