Monday, November 12, 2007


Snatches from the Pink Snapper — 1

[An evening at the Pink Snapper always leaves me with a fresh perspective. And I've long felt that the wit and wisdom of my fellow convivialists should be more widely appreciated. Hence the first installment in an occasional series.]

Felicia: I don't remember seeing you at the party. Were you there?

Me: Of course I was there. Don't you remember talking to me?

Felicia: No. Where was I?

Me: Over by the tent.

Felicia: Oh, yeah. Didn't we do something dirty?

Me: No.

Felicia: So who was it then?


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