A few days ago, Gary mentioned that he expends all his maturity and professionalism at the office, so when he comes home, he just has goofiness left over.
And then last night, I heard him singing to himself: "I can't find my cellular phone! I'll just go eat some slugs."
So I guess it must be true.
And then last night, I heard him singing to himself: "I can't find my cellular phone! I'll just go eat some slugs."
So I guess it must be true.