Friday, December 7, 2012

The Astronaut

I had to take the last train home today, which was a first for me.  I'm glad I did, because I ended up sitting in front of a man who took endless phone calls.  Usually this would REALLY annoy me but the content was amazing.  He didn't enunciate well, but I soon realized that each call had a few key phrases:
"No man, this weed is SPACE AGE"
"SPACE AGE, man, it will eliminate everything in your intergalactic universe"
"I hate Miller Lite, man, you can't pay me for these space age greens with that nasty brew"
"That's all you got? Alright, I'll come. But do you have immodium? Because that stuff gives the the shits"

Happy Friday.

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