a story for you about raymond

so, last night i had a party. in an effort to get raymond to come, i invited him to dinner and to watch setup, meet my roomies, etc. once at home, however, the task of purchasing supplies (i.e. alcohol) for said party befell upon me. so, naturally, i took raymond.

ok. so picture raymond and i walking around ralphs. raymond, pushing the cart and me loading it. and now picture me loading the cart with 10 gallons of lemonade, 3 handles of rum, 2 30-packs of beer, and 3 large bags of ice. and now picture raymond still pushing it all over ralphs.

i'm glad i was there for raymond's first alcohol run. god i love bringing people to the dark side.

< checking it out >

(raymond stares at the mail i'm holding, strategically placed near my chest)

Me: Uh, are you checking me out?
Raymond: No, actually, I'm checking out the mail.