[Roscoe Karns]

A little closer to what actually happened that night:

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!

[Charles Henrickson]

Maybe Pitt got mixed up and it was actually Mr. SpaceLY who showed up at Bukowski's:

[PJ-Comix]

I'm where celebrity worship goes to die.

[Barset]

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.