With Meredith in place on the couch and still not suspecting anything, it was time for THE PROPOSAL. Here's me doing my best to pretend I'm not nervous while a couple people sneaked out of the party and rounded up all the guest hiding up on the roof.
Three words: RAW. ANIMAL. POWER. So it's a couple of frames later, and Posh has gotten himself another two strikes in a row and he's on the cusp of a SECOND TURKEY IN THE SAME GAME! I told him he looked a little nervous. And Posh Tony, well Posh Tony just smiled, slowly strolled up to the line and...
