Wednesday, March 22, 2006

City morgue, you kill 'em, we chill 'em

I was at a friend's place for much of St. Patrick's Day evening. We hung out and drank and had a good time. My girlfriend asked where the friend's roommate was.

Drunk Friend: "He's probably out."

Me: "Or dead."

Everyone nodded as if this was an actual possibility.

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