Confronted with being he can’t whomp with an oar: “Uh, no, I’m right behind you! You go ahead, I’ll be right there! I’m…oh, uh, Charley Horse! Ouch! Keep going! I’ll be here soon, I promise.”
GalaxyJane, I have to ask. Surely it’s not a coincidence that you wear that exact same outfit every year to T-Fest?