Call, Bawl or Crawl?
My former hiking partner wore glasses so thick I never figured out the color of his eyes in the many long years of our association. But he never failed to notice a babe in skimpy attire passing, or a sign for free samples at the grocery.
Klutz is too generous a term for him. He broke nearly everything he touched: kitchen appliances, lamps, garden tools, lawn chairs, bicycles and plumbing fixtures.
As the years went by he elected to grow a ponderous gut. Ult...