Saw one of my best buds for lunch today. He had been going out with his high school crush -- except it's a number of years and a divorce (for her) later. Long story short, her life was kind of a mess for previous personal reasons (involving her kids, etc.) so he kind of broke it off a couple months back. Next thing I know, she's over for the past weekend.
He called it his "Bunga Bunga weekend". Not only did he break his bed this weekend, but after lunch today he had to go to the dentist because one of his fillings got knocked out.
Damn. Some of us are just doing it wrong...
