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Yes it was
the hottest night ever and we are commuting by SUBWAY instead of cab.
Not one subway. Two different trains and one bus. It was damn near unbearable.
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As
you can see, the heat made Lisa really cranky. |
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Georgetti
looks rather dry and cool here. In reality she was dying. |
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Lisa
is thinking up synonyms for hot. Let's see there's: baking, blazing, blistering,
boiling, broiling, burning, feverish, fiery, flaming, heated, humid, igneous,
on fire, ovenlike... |
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See?!
That is SWEAT on Darren. And that is while he was standing NEXT to the air
conditioner. |
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Hot?
I'm not hot. |
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Contemplating
the sweat factor. |
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The
watermellon was also sweating. |
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Lisa
obviously comes prepared. I think she had been here before. |
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Oh
wait! Look at the monkey art! That almost made up for the safari-like conditions. |
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This
one was amazing as well. |
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...parching,
piping, recalescent, red, roasting, scalding, scorching, searing, sizzling,
smoking, steaming, stuffy, sultry, summery, sweltering, thermogenic, torrid,
tropic... |
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At this
point we were back at the Ding Dong Lounge (possibly the best bar name
ever).
Yo Ding
Dong Man, Ding Dong!
Air conditioning
is so exciting!
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Did you
get that last reference? I hope not. It's from the beginning of Weird
Al Yankovinc's "I'm Fat". Lisa and me and our friend Laura used
to think it was funny and say it as some sort of greeting to one another.
Yo ding
dong man, ding dong.
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Does
someone look guilty here? I think so. |