Milo. Stumpy, balding, 39, so overage for the competition. Looks like Woody Allen and George Costanza had a love child. Ryan lets him in anyway to share the song he wrote: No Sex Allowed, complete with weird little marching steps. “Sex is weak but love is strong, yeah …. No sex allowed! ….. if you don’t like it, just get outta town.” And so he did.
THIS GUY, I DID SEE! The rink has a nice lobby for people who want to watch through the windows (almost like a luxury box, which is nine kinds of funny). He always watches AI while we’re playing. Milo was on when I came up from the rink area after my game.
He was like the drum major of Planet Goofball’s marching band. I’m glad Ryan let him through. And Simon – “Well, you’re not eligible. We can’t even say ‘NO.'” He seemed so disappointed not to be able to reject him officially.
I thought the marching was the best part of the song, actually. 😉
All I could think of was Tobias Fünke from Arrested Development.