January 9th, 2007 by Atomictumor
And its not a rocket, and no, I’m not necessarily happy to see you…
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I got a call from the used car guy, saying that his manager is tearing him a new one, and oh, by the way, do you happen to have the keys to the car from last night?
Quick check of the pocket indicates… yes. Yes I do.
To be fair, tho, I remembered this morning that he still has one of my van keys, so we’re really even.
I’ll be picking up Pigpen after school today and heading on down to K-town, dropping the keys off. I figure he’s going to try to pin me down, but I’m just going to act vaguely irritated that I drove down there three times, with nothing to show for it, and mention again what the other dealers are doing.
Oh yes. Its on.
January 9th, 2007 at 2:53 pm
Woo Hoo!
Go get ‘em AT!!
January 9th, 2007 at 3:22 pm
A vaguely irritated AT could possible be quite intimidating. You’re awefully big and burly…
January 9th, 2007 at 3:47 pm
Man — throw down on dem dealr’s!! Let dem know you ar from OR — y’hear?!
tg
January 9th, 2007 at 3:49 pm
That is how they talk is Chicago when it is “on”.
tg
January 9th, 2007 at 8:59 pm
You know — money and life desisions seem to bring out the evil in everyone — my inlaws are on the war path about us just “looking into” getting a house. Apparently they feel that we do not deserve one and they are conveying that by calling us irresponsible. And I really did not ask them to evaluate my character did I . . . and here they are doing it for free. And it is a great joy to be able to tell them to F@#$ off in a sort of sheltered way via the Tumor. Thanks AT — many Thanks
January 9th, 2007 at 9:21 pm
“Two men enter, one leaves” Mad Max, beyond Thunderdome