Michaela: So, should we get a car?
Me: Yes. Finish this whiskey. I have car service numbers.
Josh: OK. I just have to find my pants. (Off our look, as we realize he is still wearing only gold lame hot-pants.) What? My phone is in the pocket.
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Monday, April 28, 2008
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