My roommate Shaun and his girlfriend Chere, for instance.
Shaun managed to pick up an oh-so-smooth dark purple ("hamburgler purple", if you know what I mean) suit, with the accompanying top hat, white gloves, and black cane.
Here's the suit in its entirety, right alongside my date, Laura.
We sat down for dinner, a scrumptious something-or-another. I went to the car and got my other roommate's, Josh, CD, "Pure Funk." I took the classical music CD out and put it in, letting us enjoy our dinner in the soothing sounds of funk. I dedicated one of the songs, the theme song from the movie "Shaft," to the professor of PLC, Ron Billingsley.
But we were enjoying our dinner, and each other's company.
Josh and I were having words, at one point. Luckily his girlfriend, Sarah, stopped me before I whupped up on little Joshua.
Then Josh took inappropriate pictures of his date.
The cute couple had a little discussion about that. Josh said he was sorry. (Josh is a bad boy.)
