Sunday, December 9, 2007


We've met before, haven't we.
I don't think so. Where was it you think we met?
At your house. Don't you remember?
No. No, I don't. Are you sure?
Of course. As a matter of fact, I'm there right now.
What do you mean? You're where right now?
At your house.
That's fucking crazy, man.
Call me. Dial your number. Go ahead.



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