Cell phone rings at 5am. Two hours of sleep. Gotta work tomorrow. I'm pissed.
Me (screaming into receiver): Whaat?
Him: Hey!
Me: YESSSS?
Him: Your id is at your front door. You forgot it. I don't want you to drive without it.
Me: Wha? Why are you still awake?
Him: Because RMan got popped for a dewey. I haven't been to sleep yet.
Friday, May 06, 2005
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