Libia and I were standing by her boyfriend's car, talking, when her boyfriend changed directions and chased Malcolm over to his car to ask him about his Thule instead of unlocking the doors for us.
"Hang on, I just want to go check out this guy's rack."
He made it two more steps before he and I both realized what he said and nearly collapsed at the same time into the snow, laughing. When we'd finally managed to gain a few ounces of control over our laughter, he managed to eke out:
"'Check out his rack'--that was perfect."
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