After 18+ hours in the car together over the course of our extended weekend, the conversation that best sums up the pithy discussions Seymour and I had is the following:
"Dude, barfing up meat is the worst."
"Totally."
I also fell for "I think of you every time I drive by here" as we approached the San Onofre nuclear reactors. That has never happened.
I am brain dead!
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