Sorry for the delayed update. Had a bit of a crisis this morning, and not the good kind either. All is well and we’ll soon be back to our normal procrastinating schedule.
Narrator: You better get going. He’ll be waiting in the car at this point and your pizza is going to get cold
Paddy: I’m going
Narrator: um…pants?
Paddy: spoons
Narrator: huh?
Paddy: Aren’t we just naming random items?
Narrator: Don’t you need pants?
Paddy: I haven’t thus far
Narrator: To enter the restaurant.You know, “No shoes, no shirts, no service”
Paddy: Pants are noticably absent from your list