Feb 27, 2010 13:22
Random excerpt from the notebook beside me.
"Boy, what did I just tell you?" Kiffin smacked Crompton upside the head with such authority, Urban could hear his own ears ringing. "Quit meddling. Get down to the food court and get me a sandwich. No backsass." Crompton just shot a long-suffering look at Urban--please, help me--before walking away. "That right there, Urban, is tough love," declared Kiffin, leaning back in his chair. "But I'm sure you know a thing or two about that, don't you?"
Urban blinked.
"You're still talking to me, Lane," he deadpanned. "Why *are* you still talking to me?"
...NO. I HAVE NO IDEA.
let's prank call lane kiffin