Ever have one of those nights at Summers when you feel like Curly in an unfunny Three Stooges act? Well, tonight was one of those nights.
Chad Howard and Monica Fine were trading witty barbs and double entendre like it was going out of style or they had just discovered wit and needed to try it out, and I felt like Curly in that awkward moment when Shemp wanted to return because he was first, but the people wanted Curly because he was funny.
I kept hitting myself on the head and poking myself in the eye, but they wouldn't stop.
One of the things I love about Summers is that it takes all kinds and anything goes, but every once in a while you're the odd man out.
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