Monday, December 15, 2008

The One With The Nicotine In Chocolate Men

curly hair. silver nose stud. 2-days-since-last-shave-ish beard. green jersey shirt. whiskey and water, on the rocks. laughs like a chick. with mouth wide open. now where have i seen that before?

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on Sunday, during my break, i'm gonna go up to the store with all the board games and special edition Barbies and find a box of magic tricks for the bartenders. providing it doesn't burn that deep a hole in my wallet, that is. but it's the least i could do. :)

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as Heri led the way, he gestured to a sour-faced man who resembled Mr. Bean (only 10 times hairier). 'Esther, this is Khalil, he's my assistant,' he introduced the man who looked like he was gonna eat me.

Then he furrowed his eyebrows as though he didn't understand and asked, 'What is your name?'

'Esther,' answered i.

He bent down, 'What?'

'Esther,' repeated i.

Then he straightened back up and said, 'I'm master.'

O.O

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wait till Jun-Elle blogs about what they did to her. and i thought 'master' making me wear a do not disturb sign on my wrist was bullying.


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