Friday
Apr182008

Googletards (apologies to FSJ)

“Didn’t I tell you to buy Google?”

“Bill, please.”

“But no, Mell, you said it was too expensive.  Too expensive!  It’s a five-bagger, easy.  Maybe a ten.”

(silence)

“Bill, she wrote me a letter.”

“Mell...”

“I didn’t think she was the type.  I mean, come on.  You said if I didn’t want to play the game, I should date a girl like Felicity.  Well, now I have a goddamn Dear John, Bill.”

(silence)

“I can come up this weekend.”

“I need you here.  The doctor and Harry are talking medications.  I’m not going back there, Bill.  No fucking way.”

“I’ll be there.”