We are sitting by the pool, minding our business, when *this* guy shows up:

Will is shocked and amazed at the fashion display:

And then the guy claims to know Will, chasing after him, claiming a family relation or some such nonsense.

Really, we would *never* be related to someone who wears a surfer shirt
and a ladies' sun hat a la foreign legion.
Oh, wait....
No comments:
Post a Comment