On the Big Jobs
This morning, during our AM ritual of getting juice Shane asks me, "Why are my pants wet?" I shoot a quick glance -- none of it is on the outside of his pants, probably just a bit of PPD. I quickly respond, "I don't know. Maybe you had a little tinkle accident." Shane gets that serious, I'm-thinking-about-that, scrunched up look on his face and comes back with, "Yeah, that happens on the big jobs."