What'll it be, Pitt, the usual?
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You know it! After a seven-hour blizzard of errands, driving, waiting,
errands, driving, waiting, lather, rinse, repeat, a man needs a good stiff drink!
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Right. Comin' up...
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... one "Kevin Spacey".
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Or as I like to call them- "Keyser F*ckin' Sozes"! Tee hee!
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Hmmm, this gives me an idea .... sure why not... those DUmmies will buy
anything I say. Keep those "Keyser F*ckin' Sozes" comin', Moe, I've got some writing to do!
Good morning, R. Thanks for very funny post.
Where have you been? We've missed you. Are you posting your great stuff at other sites? Come home.