No longer able to fight the compulsion.
Feb. 14th, 2006 09:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bktheirregularJust minding my own business in the office today. Until people started gushing about That Day. Actually, This Day.
Time to celebrate the old-fashioned way. I need a ticket to Chicago, a tommy-gun, and a bunch of mobsters. We could organize it like a quail hunt; I promise not to go all Dick Cheney on my friends.
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Time to celebrate the old-fashioned way. I need a ticket to Chicago, a tommy-gun, and a bunch of mobsters. We could organize it like a quail hunt; I promise not to go all Dick Cheney on my friends.
This blog post paid for by the National Association for the Advancement of Bitter Singletons, LL.C.
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Date: 2006-02-14 11:23 pm (UTC)And hey, as long as we announce our return we shouldn't have to worry about you going "Dick Cheney" on us. :P
And a part of me kept wondering if he was actualy Quayle hunting and somehow mistok his friend for him