A friend who works at our local record store gave Nancy a DVD of his sketch group, Black Daisy. We watched it the other night and it was pretty funny. There is one sketch about a kid who walks through the kitchen while a plumber, our friend, is working. First time through, a bit of plumber's crack. Second pass, over half an ass hanging out. Third pass, no pants at all. When I saw him outside the store today, all I could think was, "I've seen your testicles."
And, indeed, I had.