Sean, missing the point entirely, flapped his arms wildly in an attempt for added lift.
Jumping on beds is a hotel standard. Alex, always the exhibitionist, took this opportunity to show off his midriff again. How were we to know that by accepting this behavior, he grow bolder, allowing him to show more and more as time went on?
Sean: Steve, that was a great jump, but shouldn't you have waited for Alex to get off the bed first?
Christy had been dead for hours. This was the only way to prop her up so her head looked somewhat natural. Handling her on the ski slopes would be another adventure. But we had all seen the Weekend at Bernies movies, so we were prepared for anything.
"My nose itches. But if I touch it, he'll take the picture and it'll look like I'm picking my nose. I'll get him for this."
Chris: I have an owey back here. Will you kiss it Andy? What? What'd I say?
"I'll give ya five bucks if you go over to the driver of the U-Haul back there and ask him to 'Haul that sweet ass back to my place'."
We've secretly replaced Chris' contact solution with lemon juice. Let's see if he can tell the difference.
"Socks are for pansies."
"Bugs in my sleeping bag. Fa la la. Wrote a song about it....Like to hear it? Here it goes..."
A military man has 239 uses for a curling iron. Use #185 - Letter Opener.
Part of Lake Tahoe. And no, that island is not where they filmed Lord of the Flies, The Beach, or Castaway. It is, however, home to a fairly upscale porno studio.
Alex, unaffected by Ado laying across his lap, continued watching the progress of an ant on the coffee table.
Andy and Alex were thinking they might like to spend the rest of their lives in these frigid mountains. Now, if they could only solve the shrinkage issue, they'd be set.