Dude.
No way, dude.
Dinner, one evening. Surfer dude. I mean, in Port A, the surf capital of, well, surf capital of Texas, anyway.
“Dude. Like, we took a poll, me and the staff, and we voted that you most looked like Ted Nugent.”
“Never heard that before,” I said.
“No, dude, I mean, really.”
Laeti edimus qui nos subigant!
