“Well, dammit, dude.”
“You shoulda thought of that before it started raining, dude.”
“Don’t rain on my parade, dude, things are already bad enough. I broke the key to the beer fridge.”
“Damn!!”
“You shoulda …”
“Oh, shut up. I suppose you want me to run out and see if we can get a replacement made.”
“Would you, dude? That’d be gnarly. Here, you’ll need this.”
“A plane ticket, dude? To Istanbul?!?”
“The lock was made in the Middle East, dude. It’ll only take a Turk key.”
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Happy Thanksgiving from The Amoeba (“He”), The Quill (“She”), and The Dudes. (Reg and Syd are at at a table at the far end of the room, going “Bah, Humbug!” and talking grand strategy with Jack.)
– O Ceallaigh
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Honey, you know I didn’t set places at the table for all your imaginary friends, right? :*
“She never has liked us much, has she, dude?”
“Well, dude, then I guess it’s a good thing we don’t eat much.”
“Speak for yourself, dude. I could virtually eat the whole turkey myself!”
“You’re virtually right, dude.”
Gobble Gobble Gobble LOL. 🙂 Have a good one 🙂
You too, Thom. After all that work, it’d be a tragedy to have a bad one. Then there are those who don’t get to have any one …
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
My family will be celebrating the day at Prince Court Restaurant next to Ala Wai Harbor.
I promise to eat enough for 10 people. It won’t be hard…
Enjoy the day, Gigi. We’ll have a few guests at our place. Some of them will even be real.
Happy Thanksgiving to him and her and them.
You too, Dawg. Don’t trip on the amino acids ;).
Happy Thanksgiving, Dude and Dude and Quilly and Yourself!
xox
You too, Susan. Hug your kids for us.