He thinks highly of himself. He says, You will have me. He never gets tired of the laughter he generates. I’m also funny, he says to himself

He took the drink and then took another and finally he interrupted her and said, Am I beautiful yet? and she said no and then he said, Fuck.

He squinted into the sun. Bemoaned his lost sunglasses. Stepped in something squishy. Bemoaned something else. Cursed. And bemoaned that too

He was like, Let’s honeymoon in Fresno! just so he could say Fresno all the time and I said, This isn’t funny, and he said it was hilarious.