I, Robot was on, and Damir watched it while I drifted around between kitchen and living room and office. I dropped in for a few parts, like the nude scene of Will Smith in the shower, still all pumped up like he was in Ali.
I looked at Will.
Damir looked at me looking at Will (maybe I was drooling).
I reluctantly tore my eyes away from the TV.
“Hey baby,” I said, “his boobs are way too big, I like yours much better.” After all, when you guys say the same about a woman that you’re checking out, it’s the truth, right?