So, apparently, the well-thought-out evil genius plan these days is blowing things up. Chuck doesn't know why, because he's nowhere near the evil genius status
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"What's the other part? Jeez, man, why're you bein' so top-secret? Unless you got the latest version of the Super-Ultra-Mega-Micro iPod that I ain't supposed to know about yet."
"Fun? Well...for starters, I get to kick your ass? No, I'm kidding. I'm kidding! Jeez, you're so serious. I'm bustin' your balls again, relax! You don't wanna tell me, fine, we'll chalk it up to the super-secret iPod that hasn't been released yet. And by the way, if there is a super-secret iPod or some shit like that, lemme know if I can get a deal or something, 'cause my daughter might want one." He empties his glass in one gulp.
Tommy sits at the bar, takes one look at the specials...
"What the hell kinda crap is that?"
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"I would tell you, but then I'd have to kill you."
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Then Tommy laughs and laughs.
"Alright, kid, fine. You can kill me, but not before I kick your ass first."
He takes a cheerful sip of his drink.
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"You're a weird kid. Thanks for the whiskey, though."
He offers his hand for a shake.
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He shakes it. Because Chuck is friendly!
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"Don't work too hard, huh? See ya 'round."
He leaves off the 'kid' this time.
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