Johnny Sac: What the fuck is that?
Anthony: Ah shit. I suck at talking like this John. I’m sorry. (rethingking) Our friend with the stomach.
Johnny Sac: (confused) In town or near home?
Anthony: Your neighbor (whispering conspiratorially) A. S.
Johnny Sac: (annoyed) Yeah, alright! Just say “the thing I asked you to do!” The coffee with the fucking chickoree. Is he gonna get it for me?
Anthony: Yes. Bad news is that he wants 10 cups for himself, not 7.
Johnny Sac: (resigned) Alright. Done. (Sighs) Did you pick up the birthday cake for Gin with the marzipan flowers?
Anthony: (confused) The stuff behind the pool?
Johnny Sac: (yelling disgustedly) No, an actual fucking cake! It’s her birthday.
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