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slang made me search my jacket pockets for a key, and I revealed: pirate eye patch, lemonade-coloured crayola, 53 pesos, a cocktail umbrella, disposable chopsticks.
posted by benc at 04:14 GMT
Monday, April 10, 2006
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bastard stole my house key!
...or I forgot that I put it back on my keychain? Woopsie. At least I got to see the treasure chest that is Ben's coat.
Then to add insult to injury, I made him +30 mins late for his *very important* Univa interview by driving him around the 'southwest' suburbs of Chicago. Ben, when you're back in Shanghai instead of working for 'the man', you will thank me.
Just remember kids, there's no exit off of 294 from the Eisenhower to Ohare, and once you do finally get off, there's no getting back on...
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