Last night Judy and I met a bunch of British and Scottish guys, who were in town for a wedding. I was thoroughly smitten with one of them - a tall, good lcoking, Scottish soccer player. (Don't think there could be a better combination. Scottish is my favorite accent ever.) Anyway, we teamed up for a game of beer pong. (We won.) Too bad he's going back to Scotland in a week.
Oh, yeah, and this other guy looked just like Ewan McGregor, but he had a mullet. Even with the mullet, he kind of had an attitude like he was too cool for school. Go figure.
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