|I crack me up
||[Dec. 3rd, 2005|03:05 pm]
On our way to the opera last night, Ferrett was attempting to put on his necktie on the run. Quite literally - we were walking through the parking garage while he fumbled. After a few minutes he let out a frustrated sigh.
"I can't do this. Between the coat and the suitjacket and the shirt, there's just no way."
"Can't figure out where it goes?" I asked. He nodded, rolling his eyes.
"So, in other words," I continued, "you're having problems with your collar I.D."