Sunday, November 28, 2004

Bassett Love

I had Mexican for lunch today with Josh, whom I haven't seen since freshman year or so. It was a lot of fun. We spent most of the meal trying to figure out the logistics of smuggling.

While we were waiting for our food, a man came up to us with a slightly crazed look in his eye. "Servicios de caballeros?" I shrugged and half-raised my hands, which is the universal symbol for don't-ask-me-I-am-an-ignorant-white-devil.

Josh turned to me after the man walked away. "Did he just ask us for beers of the horsemen? Because I was about to be like no, we're out of those."

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Sometimes it is very hard not to hate everyone on earth forever and ever and ever.

2 Comments:

Blogger Coral Clarke said...

"beers of the horsemen"? Heeheeheehee. :D

11/28/2004 1:05 PM  
Blogger Chris Clarke said...

No, he'd already HAD the beers of the horsemen, and so he needed to piss like a racehorse.

11/29/2004 1:17 PM  

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