Confrontational advertising language is starting to grate on me (but it’s passing, as well) - but I sure like this.
FYI: I cancelled my WoW account, so it’s okay for us all to laugh together.
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New place:
Coming together. Themes/colors decided on for every room except the kitchen (which has to be ESPECIALLY ABSURD, in my opinion, and possibly yellow).
I suggested (in jest) painting my hall closet door red, letting it dry, and then painting all but a mistake-looking corner black. Matt approved so much that I may actually do this.
Er, you might not get what I just said (or at least, the DEPTH of it) if you did not attend last year’s housewarming party. Which probably means: I shouldn’t do it. But. Hmm.
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Dialogue!
BOOKSTORE GIRL IN VINTAGE BOWIE SHIRT: “You know, these pop-tarts are two for a dollar. I’m just sayin’.”
DOUG: “That seems like a bit much for me, thanks. How much are they on their own?”
BGIVBS: “Fifty cents.”
DOUG: “That’s a good dea-……..wait a minute.”
BGIVBS: “Well, they’re seventy-nine, but since you’re here all the time, you know…”
DOUG: “Well, thank you. Anyway, I suppose I will pay a dear enough price upon consuming this…’Full Throttle’ drink.”
(I actually said this, for some reason. Do not imagine a Dr. Orpheus voice)
BGIVBS: “Probably.”
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