We're getting married in five hours; Justice is blaring out of the speakers
- Me: Hey, check out my man-tits jiggling!
- Andrea: You don't have any man-tits...
- Me: I do! Look at those bad boys!
- (I lift up shirt. Nothing.)
- Me: Oh Jesus. I think it's my lungs. There's definitely something moving around in there when I bounce.
- Andrea: You're old.
- Me: This is why old people dance like that! They might die otherwise.