When all was said and done, my rite of passage rival looked upon the fruit of my now thankfully barren womb, smiled broadly and in a sing songy tone said, "Wow, Jor-dan, you look so-o-o nice". Truth, I was so in the moment, I didn't even gloat. But, now that it's over- blows knuckles and rubs them on victorious chest-I knew he would, and all without compromising his personal style! There's good genes in these here jeans! And hers too, Niqqi looked absolutely gorgeous!
You'll be pleased to know that Joe redeemed himself by being the embarrassing clamber-into-the-limousine-to-get-one-more-shot parent!