Sean and I were headed home after working out tonight and we saw on the Gabe's sign they are having a band on Saturday night.
The band's name is Not Quite Bread. Me, being the clever one, said to Sean, "Not Quite Bread... what are they, dough?"
Then, of course, I proceeded to think I was hilarious and slap my knee. You know it's bad when you start making bad baking jokes.