The army guy, the trustafarian and the former male model.
In one weekend.
OK, that was a tease (which I certainly am not). Here are some highlights:
• Army Guy, attempting to be suave, opens his bedroom door with a jock sort of a flourish, and immediately a bat flies past his face. I run away and watch from a distance while he shoos it out of the room. It wasn’t quite as hilarious as John Candy in The Great Outdoors, but it was up there.
• Trustafarian referring to himself with the phrase “A man of certain means.” Seriously.
• Starting to tell a friend about the Former Male Model rendezvous, to which she (who had met him at a happy hour earlier that week) said, “Oh, you think he looks like a model? Really? Hm. I didn’t think he was that cute.” I replied, “Um, no, Gucci and Abercrombie and Fitch thought he looked like a model. I thought he looked like a house painter.”