“Oh My God! Sit down! Get back in here! Who are you, Tom Hanks? Did you, by ANY chance, go to a casino last night while I was asleep, drop a quarter into an unplugged Zoltar machine, and make a wish, because WHO ARE YOU RIGHT NOW?”
Chris’s upper body is halfway out of the roof of our retro white limousine, hands up, scream-singing “Come on, it’s a nice…
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