him and suggested that he looked like him, he acted like he had never heard that before. I come to find out later, that in college his friends called him Rascal! Hmmm.
Justin knows the manager (and pretty much the entire staff) at a local bar, so we got to have the VIP section and free drinks the whole night. It was a good time and more tame than I had anticipated (that's a good thing), I told Justin that must mean he's getting old. He then reminded me that no matter how old he gets, he'll never be as old as me...that jerk!
He spent a large portion of the night talking to a nice, cute girl. I was very excited for him! I left earlier than he did (since I'm an old lady). He called me the next day and I asked him how things went with that girl, he said they were going great until he found out she had a boyfriend...who plays for the Cincinnati Reds. Doh! He said she invited him to a game to sit in his seats, I suggested that he should politely decline the invitation and he agreed.
Happy Birthday Justin!
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