At one point during New Year's, I remember Larry putting his feet up on the coffee table, and someone commented that Larry's feet were big. Then, they joked about his feet indicating the size of other things.
Holding a glass of single-malt scotch, I believe I yelled out, "Please! His feet LIE!!!"
That's all I remember post-midnight - other than walking unsteadily into the other room and collapsing on the futon.
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