When we invited Toby along for the weekend we did not expect this kind of third wheel situation. Well we knew it might be a little bit awkward, especially if we had to get it on in the back of the station wagon, but we had no idea anyone could be as stiff and unnatural as Toby this weekend. He has basically ruined our modern vacation by not taking a hint and going for a lot of nice walks by himself.
There is the forest, Toby. Go take a hike in it, JESHUSH.
Right now he is sitting on the sofa next to Gary, laughing nervously at some kind of idiot sit-com, eating popcorn out of Gary’s bowl.
We thought maybe he would strike up a conversation with the maid or something but he has eyes only for us.
‘Hey guys, what are we doing today?’ he said this morning.
Rickety and wooden like some kind of Oregon Trail covered wagon third wheel, and spoiling our modern vacation.