Bethel Woods, New York. May 2010.
Okay, so I made this gobbling sound with my throat and raised up my arms. Evidently, Tom saw that as a threat and started approaching me, stopping to turn sideways and issue an agry cry. This went back and forth, with my younger brother and his friend laughing their heads off in the car behind me. "He's got a hardon for ya, Steph!", yelled Vic.
Perhaps. But I got my picture and what was Tom's fate today?