Day 3: Prague - the cankle

Sadly, Brian had been stung by a bee on his ankle shortly before we arrived in Prague.  The result?  Our constant companion: "the cankle."  As with any group that's hanging out together, we developed several running inside jokes.  One involved a YouTube video mocking Chloe Sevigny and her supposed new found love of toast.  Check it out.   Justin knows all the dialogue by heart and it NEVER got old when he broke into a recitation.  Another inside joke was in response to the question, "Where...?"  The answer: "Your mom's house."  So, I'd ask, "Where're we gonna have dinner?"  Response, "Your mom's house."  Or, "Where's the museum?" "Uh, next to your mom's house."  Then, there were the foxes.  At the second castle on day 3, we were looking over a wall and Justin exclaims, "There's a fox!"  We're all looking for the fox but all we see is a cat.  Of course, it WAS a cat.  So, the rest of the trip, whenever we saw a cat (and there were lots), we'd say, "There's a fox!"   Which brings us back to the cankle.  While Brian was suffering through his swollen ankle, we'd be saying things like:  "Is the cankle having a good time?" "I'm so glad the cankle could join us!" "Does the cankle need a drink?"  And, again, it somehow NEVER got old.