While we were sitting in the basement eating chili and people-watching, GC nudged me and said “Does that woman over there look familiar?”
“Yes,” I said, “We saw her naked at the naked bike ride.”
We then both remembered her naked for a few seconds.
“How many women in this room,” I asked, “Have you seen naked?”
GC surveyed the room and counted on his fingers.
“Two,” he announced.
I won that contest, because there was a woman there whom I recognized as a legally-blind exotic dancer at the Alex Hotel circa 1978, during its brief and unsuccessful attempt to turn itself into a strip joint.
Mary Walsh had us both beat though, because she’s been photographed with 50 naked Newfoundlanders.