Saturday, November 27, 2010
Another kvetching Ivy-Leaguer drinks tsuica all night
Meanwhile, state-school retard roT dines here... Mititei were excellent, Tecs! Why don't you come over and take care of some of that tab you got piled high?
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Mamaia, eh? I used to go there (I mean, the real one, where Ovid ended up writing Tristae) before you came to this valley of tears.
Now, what was I saying? Ah, yes. Mititei. Did you eat hot pimientos (or something thereabouts) with them?
How come you never invite me?
We had 'em with grilled vegetables in a gigantic mixed grill. It was pretty good, Tecs.
Why don't you ever come over?
For lunch, I ate some lame pork with broccoli and rice at a lame Thai place on that avenue going to the bridge. How come they don't cook anything good around here?
Kvetching pinkos?
Thai places by math depts have no reason to improve.
The big-shorts keep coming.
You got a point there, Herr Rotter. The mititeis help fire up the neurons?
You bet. You ought to come get some. Seems you're slippin lately, lotsa VCP slippin 'tween yer fingers, if you ever paid up, of course.
Getting back to the subject (I know, I know, it's hard after those mititeis and beer), here's a little history lesson:
I mean, my understanding is that, number one, every president in history has lost Congress at the midterms. Maybe that's overstating it, but it's happened for every president in my lifetime. ... It's the norm. ... It's the norm.
Rot laps it up.
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