Word.
I was hosting a dinner party for two couples I know. One of the gentlemen started convulsing and collapsed back on the table. Before I could check for an obstructed airway an alien nymph burst out of his chest.
I was mortified!
I mean, I hadn’t set a place for the little bugger and didn’t prepare enough portions. I came off as an inconsiderate host.
That couple hasn’t spoken to me since.
