b1: the las wranglers are playing 23:59 on monday the 27th. you should
K: I'd love to go. I'm way busy.
Our neighbor at the Sharks game I'm at just asked me when I'm doing
another 24-hour thing with my "buddies".
b1: i love that.
K: I'll be incommunicado shortly (too many people at the arena).
K: Too many people sharing the signal. Service suffers.
b1: dumb. we live in 1 country.
mini kiss are playing the period breaks at the wranglers.
K: I live on another planet. Kids who dress like Kiss?
K: Add a Teddy bear toss and strippers and it's the event of the
b1: i love you, man.
holiday bonus for you, my dear reader.
b1-66er: I SWEAR THIS IS TRUE: mom is speaking french to the
b1-67er: Does it answer her?
66: mom (disturbingly speaking of herself in the third person), "no,
it's not doing anything for her."
67: Maybe it doesn't understand French.
<30 minute delay>
Dr. says everything looks good.
b1: go special. go K. go go, special K.
did you tell him/her, "this surprises me none. in fact, my friends
consider me to be the pinnacle of health, so much so that they call me
K: I said exactly that.
There's something weird about the pharmacy model. A store selling makeup
next to lifesaving drugs. This will change.
b1: how about the place i worked? booze and porno next to the pills.
K: Wrong, wrong.
b1: you could place a sports bet there too. did i ever tell you about
the time there was a break-in?
K: I think you did. Of course I remember little.
b1: there's been a robbery. they run sports books there. the cops show
up. i hold 'em off. my boss gets there. takes a l-o-n-g slow look
around. shakes his head and turns to the cops ... "no, it's all here.
there's no need to file a report."