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August 15, 2005
In brief
My cell rings. I glance at my caller ID, see that it is my friend from work, and answer thusly: "Idiot."
[Stunned silence.]
"This way," I explain, "the conversation can only get better from here."
Posted by didofoot at August 15, 2005 07:29 PM
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oh, lord. you funny. i love you.
Posted by: tracy at August 19, 2005 11:09 AM
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