As if "our Larry" is some pasty straight-laced CPA with a stapler fetish.
YES. OUR LARRY.
The Larry who lives in East Nashville, is a musician, a published writer, and a special education teacher ... why is that so hard to believe?
In honor of the upcoming romantic holiday--and for the viewing pleasure of the non believers, I will share with you a picture I took of Larry when we first met.
But first, a baseline:
I don't even notice when he shaves his head anymore, but do you know who does? My grandmother. The woman has an eagle eye. Larry will shave one millimeter off his already shorn head, and my grandmother will be all OOH! YOU GOT A HAIRCUT!
Crazy grandma raygun eyes!
So that's now.
And this ... (duh duh DAH!)
Is then:
But it's not Jesus. It's Larry.
Isn't he cute?