We were at the Philadelphia Zoo, leaving the rhinocerous. A girl walked by; she had nice tits, or a nice ass, or something, I don't remember. My head turned as she walked away, and then I said to Jon, "yo, you see that?" He hadn't. "See what?" "That girl," I said, "did you see that hot girl? Weren't you looking?" He sort of smiled and said "I don't notice stuff like that anymore, I already have a hot girl of my own."
Happy Birthday one day late to Mr. Calamity Jon, a better man than I.