Hey Ami? Where's this supposed to go?
Tuesday night, upon my and Corley's arrival into OC, Ami was kind enough to pick us up at the airport and drive us to dinner at Havana (cuban food) in Costa Mesa...I was so friggin tired by the time we started eating dinner that I threw in the towel after appetizers.
But on the way to the hotel, Ami's car provided minutes of entertainment. Ami is a medical supply rep and she had all these instruments in her car...so, naturally, since Corley and I are basically infantile - we had to play with all of the equipment and make potty humor jokes.
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