Some people find it easy to sleep anywhere, anyhow, and anytime. Unfortunately, I am not one of them. One of the groomsmen asked me, “how do you sleep over a gentleman’s house?” Let me remind you, I come from a land where “gentleman” is extinct. I did what my instinct told me; I laughed aloud. Not at him, but at the use of the word gentleman since I cannot remember a time (aside from works of fiction) ever hearing it used in public. Fortunately, I was able to preoccupy myself with cooking, watching the World Cup, and getting ready for the party.
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