Good Times. Great Times.

Hey all y'all. Let me tell you a story:

Two friends from undergrad, C and N, were visiting me and we went out to the bars with a couple of Berkeley peeps. N meets E and for some reason, we start talking about blonde bombshells. The conversation went something like this:

E: There's nothing wrong with blonde bombshells. I'm dating one right now.
N: Oh really? Where?
E points to his girlfriend.
E: Right there.
N: I see the blonde. But where's the bombshell?

Needless to say, E leaves the bar shortly thereafter with his girlfriend.
Ah yes, N. Always hilarious...