Sean, missing the point entirely, flapped his arms wildly in an attempt for added lift.
Sean: Steve, that was a great jump, but shouldn't you have waited for Alex to get off the bed first?
"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."
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.
Entering the hotel room for the first time, Andy pulled his .45, checked under the bed, in the closet, and in the shower before announcing that the premises were "clear". We'd been humoring Andy for years about this behavior, and we thought it safest to continue doing so.
"Socks are for pansies."
After much pleading, Alex finally agreed to search for his pants. Finding someone's bra and panties instead, he proceeded to model them for us. There's not enough therapy in the world to rid you of that image.
"Can't a man get some privacy in the bathtub? Take a hike."
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?
Off our meds.
Wes didn't understand why he wasn't moving. He had his boots, Christine was giving him a good push, he should be zooming away by now.
A military man has 239 uses for a curling iron. Use #185 - Letter Opener.
Why this guy with the bucket was shoveling chum onto the rink, I'll never know.
Upon arriving at the hotel in Tahoe, we were all a bit disturbed by the giant mural of Charles Manson on the far wall.
