Monday, July 15, 2002
Move Over Atkinson
I think the one glass of sangria I had at the reception made me a little punchy. I left there to go to the grocery store to get some milk. As I picked up the jug, I began to swing it in a windmill motion over my head. On the second pass, the bottom of the jug popped and a stream of milk began to soak my sleeve. In a truly Mister Bean moment, I looked about, saw no one noticed, and quickly placed it back on the shelf and picked up one a few rows down.
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