Shaving in a Mexican hotel room with a 32 cent razor, and I just start laughing because I'm reminded of something funny ... way back in 9th grade:

I used to sit by these two girls, and make them laugh. Their names were Kris Lowe and Heather Larson, two beautiful people (anyone out there reading this know what happened to them?), and Heather was so hot, she was even a Homecoming queen candidate. But no-one knew that she was actually missing a tooth right up front, and she would turn around and pop out that fake tooth, and cross her eyes and go, "Duuhhhhh", and make US laugh. And the teacher would constantly bark at us to keep it down. But we kept it up! And one time I wrote this really splendid poem, and that same teacher gave me an "F", saying that no ninth grader could have written a poem like that (they thought I copied it from somewhere ... Lesson: be mediocre, and get the reward). Anyway, I remembered all this, in the hotel room, because I used to crack them up by singing a tune of my own composition:

"Down in Mexicoooo ... where the REFER GROW!!!" -Todd