November 14, 2008

Drunk Conversation

I'm itching to stop that professor mid-sentence and tell him about last night. I'd say, "Excuse me, Sir. I was out drinking with your son yesterday, when I suddenly threw up all over him in the midst of an intense discussion on the modern-day implications of classical Russian literature. So don't tell me nothing." That should wipe that sneer off his face.

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