When the cat's away...

...apparently nothing happens. Nothing at all. CD is the culprit in bringing out the boy in The Men. And we were all so quick to blame poor Boom. 

So nothing of note happened today. The occasional "I'm taking my ball and I'm going home" type of thing, and a discussion about whether a threesome is something you only do when drunk, or if it's a decision you're more likely to make sober.

Hmm.