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Tuesday, July 16, 2002
First, JR got a little salty in her comments to me on my last post. I don't know how I feel about that. I cried. A lot. Like a little girl.
No, not really.
Second, I too saw Mr. Deeds. It's an Adam Sandler movie. I wasn't expecting to go home with a life altering new perception on life and the way that I live it. It was $7.50 for a night out with friends after a good dinner. I laughed. I even snorted when they talked about evil lephrchans (sp?). All in all, well worth for me. Though the popcorn was a bit salty. And I had to use toilet paper as a napkin.
Yes really.
Third, I am going to have to start bouncing at the P to keep the stupids out. They are all over. "You sir. Your 35+ years old. Take off the FUBU shirt and sit down." And no offense to TT, but I hate the visor. They are for tennis and golf. They are not for sitting in a bar at 1 a.m. (Maybe that's why he got carded.) "And ma'am. I don't see a swimming pool around here, so I am afraid that I am going to have to ask you to go put on something more than your swimsuit." And if I don't carry Michelob, why in the hell would you ask me if I carried Old Milwaukee? Do any bars carry that anymore? And yes, I am quite sure that the kitchen is closed. It's 1:30 a.m. and the lights are all off. No, I won't go back there and make you something. I will come over there and kick your dumbass if you keeping asking me if I am sure. And sir, if you get your $0.75 change and pick it all up, and then look at me and put down one of the quarters one more time, I will have to take the Galliano bottle and shove it up your ass.
Maybe it's a good thing that I have a few days off. I can't wait for the weekend (when I will be working at the P).
"Last call! Everyone out and get back to your trailers." -- CGM
Craig @ 11:26 AM
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