And me. Someone call your high school photo teacher, I think what we've got here is a "work of art! " I call this one "Self-Reflections of a Helmeted Scooterteer."
So at 5:45am, we're all in the condo's living room still laughing about "Live Show" and we see all these flashes coming from the bedroom. We raced in to find Grant taking pictures of himself in his underwear in the mirror! We were like "What are you doing?" Grant: "Taking pictures of myself in my new underwear." Us: "Why?" Grant: "So I can see what I look like in them!" Us: "Yeah dude, but it's a mirror! Can't you already see what you look like in them?" Grant: (Says nothing. Looks at the floor).
Charlene, PR whiz that she is, totally snowed the doorlady into believing that we were some fancy VIPs from New York that had been flown into town by her company the previous night to attend the AC/DC concert.
