"Chuck always ends up forcing his head over Jon’s shoulder and pressing it firmly into Jon’s left ear because it’s the only pocket of breathable air left in a car stuffed full of limbs. When we all climb out, one after the other, leg after leg unfolding like a wallet full of pictures, I imagine that we look like a circus family, a freak show."

- from dooce

ah, the joys of gangly limbs.