Time: 1:30am on a Saturday night
Locale: Barstool sitting at Bellagio casino bar in Las Vegas. A gaggle of friends surround us with chatter about their evenings.
LS: "Kent, would you be friends with me if my lips looked like this?" (pursing)
Kent: no words
*Kent and LS proceed to talk with pursed lips for three hours in Bellagio casino, not a care in the world*
I'm still giggling from the memory. And I haven't stopped for months.
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