I don't own a cell phone or a pager. I just hang around everyone I know, all the time. If someone wants to get a hold of me, they just say 'Mitch,' and I say 'what?' and turn my head slightly.
Today, I set aside a weekend to spend time with a friend. I learned that
someone else is staying there: a fat, unemployed man-child who talks shit
about us...
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