Hipster Bars, Jollibee, and Casablanca.

See, just two days ago, on the flight home, we were discussing Ray.

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stee
We don’t see Ray enough.

pamie
Because he calls three minutes before he’s going somewhere to invite us to come with him. “Um… I’m going to this bar, on Santa Monica? There’s going to be a gospel band–”

stee
“– and a chicken who plays checkers?”

pamie
“And there’s free drinks for fifteen minutes, so y’all should come.”

stee
“I’ll put you on the door.”

pamie
And you’re like, “Ray. I’m at my wedding.”

stee
Still.

pamie
I know. Still.
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