Gender: Male Location: Northumberland,
United Kingdom
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Old Man: Hey there, young fella. Bringing me good news today? Chris Griffin: What? Old Man: Come on over here, son. Old Man: Hand me the paper, so I don't need to use my grabber. Old Man: That's a nice muscly throwing arm you got there. Chris Griffin: Thanks. Old Man: Got a nice tip for you right here in my pocket. Old Man: But my arthritis... Old Man: Why don't you reach in there and fish it out for yourself? Chris Griffin: That's okay, mister. Chris Griffin: I don't collect until the end of the month. I'll see you tomorrow. Chris Griffin: Weird.
Old Man: Hey, muscly arm, why the long face? Chris Griffin: It's this girl. I can't talk to her. Chris Griffin: It's like girls are a different species or something. Old Man: Who needs them? You like Popsicles? Chris Griffin: Well, sure. Old Man: Then you need to come on down to the cellar. I got a whole freezer full of Popsicles. Chris Griffin: No, thanks. I gotta get going. Old Man: Don't make me beg, now. Chris Griffin: You're funny. Bye. Old Man: Get your fat ass back here.
Old Man: I was just wondering where the newspaper boy was.
[Answering Machine beeps] Old Man: Haven't seen a newspaper in a couple days. Old Man: Wonderin' if he ever gonna come back.
[Answering Machine beeps] Old Man: Guess who? Old Man: Sorry to leave you so many messages. Just lonely here. Old Man: Thinkin' about the muscly-armed paperboy. Old Man: Wishin' he'd come by and bring me some good news.
[Machine beeps] Old Man: Where are you? Old Man: You're starting to piss me off, you little piggly son of a *****. Old Man: Call me.
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Jul 31st, 2005 10:27 PM
... I sometimes fear you know too much...
