My host dad in a few sentences
Bahah,
this just happened... I'm in the bar using their wifi and all the
sudden I see my host dad walk in and he's wearing my 'Deep Love'
t-shirt. He sits down and I say laughing "that's mine". He says,
"Really? It was in my closet so I put it on...well, I don't want to go
back to the house and change so, sorry." He's now going to go out with
his friends for the evening, drinking dancing and who knows what else in
MY shirt.
I don't know what's funnier,
that a 40 year old man is wearing my shirt, or the fact that he thinks
it's appropriate attire for a Friday night outing. (Oh these basques and
their 'style' just kills me)
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