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Tales of a Post-Grad Nothing

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Conversations From Today

Background: My father is in town for a few days
Setting: Bob Evans, 8:39AM today

Dad: You're late.

Me: So are you.

Dad: What's your excuse?

Me: Overslept. What's your excuse?

Dad: Some sonofabitch I know lost his finger and I had to go stop the bleeding.

Me: Check and mate.

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4 Comments:

At 5:17 PM, Blogger O'Donovan said...

Have I said it?

Yes, I have, but it bears repeating.

I love this blog.

 
At 10:03 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

the guy who lost his finger... was a stabbing involved in that too?

 
At 1:08 PM, Blogger Chris said...

No stabbing, apparently it was a landscaping accident. You know how it is.

 
At 8:42 PM, Blogger panajane said...

Shit there just isn't much you can say to that, huh?

 

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