Euchre night at Karen’s was decent, even though I kept getting euchred with whoever I was partnered with. It’s only February but I think I’ve already seen the funniest thing I’ll see all year; a penis-beating table-talk impression. I haven’t laughed so hard since I heard the choda story, and I had to apologize for my ebullience.
It was all in Aaron’s expression. A sort of half-frenzied, half-excited, shaky look of urgency while he mutters, “CLUBS”.