No One Liked Lukes New Boyfriend Mark. He Claimed He Didnt Own A Speedo & His Out Of Control Beard Felt

No one liked Luke’s new boyfriend Mark. He claimed he didn’t own a speedo & his out of control beard felt more than suspicious. Mark’s antics were ruining Eqypt. What was the point of traveling 1000s of miles if they couldn’t enjoy the bounties of the river?

Chris gave the relationship two, maybe three days. They’d all be home by then. Brad asked Chris if maybe Mark was in chastity. Luke’s ‘lost” the keys before making his boy’s act all strange. Chris said that was unlikely. Mark used excessive punctuation in his text messages and was 22.

After reviewing conversations with Mark on both of their phones, Brad enacted a plan to strategically ‘bump’ into Mark from behind to cup a feel for a belt. While the first attempt yielded nothing, a second and much slower go from the back dictated evidence that Chris was indeed correct. Unexpected, Luke was likely versatile.

When Brad and Chris asked Luke about playing multiple fields he replied ‘no’ then motioned to the water around them. Brad said Captain Obvious couldn’t touch that with a 6 foot pole. Chris then told Brad he could touch his pole. Just like that, Luke was back on top. Then Mark walked in wearing a speedo.

Enlightenment wasn’t what anyone expected. You could see everything, and oddly it took nothing away.

Brad dried in cold and washed with lint.

Brad was pissed. Two hours wondering around in a corn field and he still couldn’t find his jacket. Chris’ “TOF luck” jokes certainly weren’t helping. It did help Brad was wearing uderwear. When this was over, he’d write Tom a thank you letter. Chivalry was far from over.

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Brads hip tattoo was bothering him again. How long would this sun dial on his hip smile and wave at him? It was getting creepy.

The thought of Santa Clarita made his blood boil. If Chris ever ran into Drew Barrymore, he’d give her a piece of his mind.

Chris snapped this selfie and text Brad who was still in the front room with the Craig’s List people. “Did I go the bathroom with all these tattoos?”

Brad repied. “Y speedo n shower?”

Chris cringed. Both of them loathed redundancy. Did Brad ask that already?

Unlike Chris, Brad held no beef with Drew. Brad couldn’t see how anyone could criticize someone who started eating cocaine at the age of 11.

Just then, Drew began to waiver in and out of Chris’ mind for the first time. How’d she get in there? Then out?

This after after party he and Brad were hosting was weirder than usual. Drew was a real person.

Brad was about to take a selfie when he realized he was on lunch. Oh gosh. Was it WORK or WERK? Brad didn’t know.

Until Chris’ lecture about heterosexuals, he didn’t even think WORK was a real word. It still looked funny. Not funny ha ha either. More like an EWWWW! Yeah. That kinda funny.

Apparently, it’s written in lowercase letters as well. Double EWWWW!!! He def wasn’t there yet, but Brad knew one day with tons of effort by other people it may just be possible. Social efficiency was still underground. The trees were smart to live there so he did too.

Brad then looked at the selfie and the clock. 1:30pm on the dot. He typed “WEEERRQQ!!!!!” & hit send. Suddenly, he was feeling statuesque.

Boxed lunch.