Old School

Most of this dialogue is pre-blog.
Enjoy.

What about roll-over dollars?
Does it say AT&T across my forehead?
No roll-over dollars!
Why the fuck not?
Because I said so.
What if I'm savvy one week? I won't be rewarded?
That is shit.

Katie thinks we're adorable. Isn't that disgusting?
Why?
She read the blog.
Well, I am pretty damn cute.
Eh, you're a'ight.

So you're going to call it My Classy Girlfriend, even though you're the one writing it?
Yes.
You son-of-a-bitch.

I'm in a man cave.
No!
Well, the Bat cave.
Woah, don't scare me like that. The man cave is the equivalent of your dark place.

I'm trying to come up with a catchy name, or a one liner but I can't come up with any.
Keep thinking!
No!
I quit!
You damn tyrant.
Well, looks like death by firing squad then, and I don't shoot bullets. If you know what I mean.
No, fuck that, Saddam. I already quit. You've been over thrown.

I'm thinking about getting ready for work.
That's like making plans to make plans.

Well, happy birthday.
*throws change*
And not good shit, like gold dollars. Rusty pennies, for you!
Can they at least be Canadian pennies. I'd rather not be shamed by my own country.
But you're okay being shamed by Canadians?
Yeah, 'cause you know, fuck Canada!
True that.

So is it compassion or cruelty if I throw a roll of quarters at you?
Meh, it's a mix.
But it's ten bucks and it's pre-wrapped.
I won't settle for anything less than twelve.