Apparently, it was St. Patrick's Day last night.
Creepster in Action: He's unafraid of Megan's wedding ring, or by the words "go away".
This was Creepster. Creepster, we quickly noticed, had been enjoying much more than cocktails before he went out last night, and it showed. Subtlety was lost on this man, and Teacher Voices had to be put into action to get Creepster to get the overtly stated message that he needed to go.
Paperclip and my "I believe you" face.
This was Paperclip. Paperclip was a friendly and good-looking guy, but apparently has watched Romy and Michele's High School Reunion one too many times, because he insisted that he was a paperclip designer for Staples, whose greatest career achievement to date was the design of a race car-shaped paperclip. I asked him to draw it, and he said he could only bend it from a piece of metal, and that a computer would take it from there. Anyway, he simply would not admit otherwise. (Remember, gentlemen... "I'm unemployed" doesn't sound as bad as an obvious fat lie.)
I guess this is who Keeps Austin Weird!
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