. . . and one told me to hold the camera up high and point it downward, and because I was like 10 Corona's deep, I blurted out, "Oh, you mean to minimize the double chins. Gotcha." The first pic I took had 5 pissed off faces and one giving me the bird.
Then I had to split a cab with them downtown.
This uncomfortable foot-in-the-mouth moment has been brought to you by Summer's Eve.
