Sunday was a day of recovery, we headed to the polo tourney to watch and play croquet in the park. I didn't know it beforehand but holy christ is croquet a spectacular way to drink away a Sunday afternoon.
Wayne came bounding up the stairs after a shower and upon entering the room I stopped him dead in his tracks and asked why was he wearing his girlfriends pants "did you forget yours upstairs?" When he told us they were his, Joshy and I lost our shit.
did somebody say sassy?
Bike pile at Corazon