Shane said, tonight, that he should be packing to go to a Perth conference, as he puffed on a joint. He leaves Thursday morning.
"Oh, I've had such a busy two days and I just can't be bothered."
"You've got one more night," I said. "So no need to panic."
"Except, Matt comes home tomorrow tonight and I'll be somewhat, um, distracted."
"Oh, it's going to be a long night then, buddy."
"It's going to be a very long night!" Shane smiled. "I can't wait to see him."
"Is that 3 weeks?"
"He's not going to know what hit him," said Shane, laughing.
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