When we figure out where we'll be Saturday night, we can work something out. Bring it to the Lex if I don't end up out there. I'd be more than happy to take a shot of the back.
Good grief, I need to spend more time in the gym and less on my ***.
Heh, you sound like Middle Aged Man - "Whaddya lookin' at?! Yer lookin' at my gut, aren't ya... well, I'm workin' on it!" And we are. How 'bout we take the high road AND the low road, and we'll be in Thinnerland before ye know it. The jacket's just falling weird. That makes it seem worse than it is.
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