Trip to Squirrel Hill filled with great lines:
-me: he has poka dots on his umbrella
Jerz: he's gay
-Jerz: You just poked me in the eye with the umbrella
me: No you ran into to it
-Bob (employee at Giant eagle who pushed a bunch of grocery carts into a few others): score!!!(cause he got all the carts lined up) and then he was like, i love doing that. Then he looked at his watch and was like almost time to leave, i hate when that happens!
-me: golf umbrellas and construction sites don't mix (as jerz gets stuck)
-me: that guy has a checkered umbrella
Jerz: thats pretty gay
-strange guy(who pulls up beside me and jerz as we stood across from mellon): do you girls want a ride down the hill or something?
-Jerz: I just want to play with his bald spot and stroke it gently