the ali-marx brothers
So this morning we (Noaman and I) were driving to McCowan RT Station, I was driving and Noaman was on the passenger seat.
He started to sing some song, so I setup the mp3 player to record and slowly moved the player closer the source of the singing. My highly stealth like movements were quickly uncovered though… creating this moment:
So that is how the recording device was outed. Then after a bit, he started talking about some facebook group post and he slipped into a character with an accent. I clicked on the recorded and the following unscripted hilarity ensued:
I tried to, but absolutely could not maintain my composure.
This is a true story.
