One social pitcher on Vinny's back porch led to another. (It is true that we all insisted that Vinny make the second one but only Vinny knew how strong he made the first pitcher.)
After the second pitcher, the girls are lit up and now we are having a good time... Doug pops a picture of those marvelous, bodacious babes. Time now for a picture of the boys...
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But first, Vinny suggests that the men pose for their picture - "like take our shirts off or something". Dan further suggests that not only will we "look hot but that the girls will get hot". I suggested that none of us can "possibly remember what we looked like when we were studs"...
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I throw up my hands and say... "Guys can't we just take a damn picture without all the analysis." Now Vinny refuses to smile and Dan says he looks like a stud without taking his shirt off. I am now thinking "Oh boy, how did I ever get to hanging out with these guys."
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Carol and Carolyn continue to egg us on the rest of the night... "Take them shirts off boys, where are you hiding those muscles?!"
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We close down the Martini's Bar and Restaurant. (Albeit they close at 9:00 pm - that is late for all of us.) The boys sit at one end of the table, talking about when we used to be able to do push-ups. The girls sit at the other end of the table talking about when they used to not have to push us up when all was said and done. The bill came to their end. They sent the waitress down to our end. She says, "your wives say you studs are going to pay the bill." We do. We leave a generous tip. (Studs leave healthy tips you know.)
