Yesterday, we webcammed. He wanted to show me his fancy new scarf, made by a mutual friend, the awesome Nikki. It really is nice, so, yeah, why not? I wanted to show him my trenchcoat, too. My trenchcoat is just as awesome, even if it weren't made by mutual friends.
He showed me this.
It is quite a nice scarf.
Then things get weird. He wants to take his pants off and show me his Australian — what's the 'Strine word for it? 'Willy'? — willy.
Yeah.
This is the only safe-for-work picture. Hi, Mom! Do you see what you're missing?
Stranger still, once he was done flashing me, he invited his dad to speak to the funny sounding guy in Malaysia. It wasn't in the least awkward, and I managed a "O hai Mr. Holland." (This Mr. Holland isn't the same as the Mr. Holland on the title of this post.) On 'Face', though, he posted better photos. Here they are. Peruse them at your own risk.
Yes, that's freaking Ari Gold on his shirt. We hugged it out.
Oh, and this is me in my trenchcoat.
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