Ted, you're my bro. And you're about to become a hen-pecked, beaten-down shell of a man. So tonight, we are going to have one last awesome night together as bros. It's a bro-ing away party. A special bro-ccasion. A bro-choice rally. Bro time at the Apollo!
THE STICKS -
She remained eye locked on me until she performed the most comforting nonsexual gesture known to man. It began with, “Will you hold on to my lipstickâ€I smiled and held out my hand. She placed the twin sticks in it. I love it when Thing does that. It’s so little a gesture but means so much. It immediately lets you know where you stand. It’s confirmation that you’ve moved beyond “stranger†status and into friendlier waters. It also lets you know that if you get separated, she’s going to come back to you eventually to pick up her belongings. It affords an opportunity to exchange numbers, to make another date, or to cast an evening-ending invitation to someone’s apartment. It’s a gesture not exclusive to lipstick either. It can be cigarettes, a lighter, a purse, loose money, car or house keys.When she handed me the twin tubes, I rolled them in my palm. They were M.A.C. brand’s Plastique and Chelsea Matte Shades. They weren’t bad shades. After all, if Thing gives you her sticks, there’s no such thing as a bad shade.
