...I appreciate that neither of us have normal, mundane jobs, but business hours are 7am to 9pm. If you want to serenade me at 2am, it's cool. But some rich old barfly looking for a starboard portlight for a rotting, defunct, Canadian tuna tub can wait until morning, huh?

PS: Introduce me to the screaming girls at the bar, eh? That got me hard...

Am I the only one that doesn't understand what the flying fuck Zoomie is talking about?

You should hang around more, you'd know who and what I'm talking about. Dumbass.

talking to dave...?

Another continent and you got it.

You should hang around more, you'd know who and what I'm talking about. Dumbass.

Not having to sift through the drab ramblings of our resident old fogy has actually been one of the pros of my recent absence.

This has nothing to do with Tru.

Not having to sift through the drab ramblings of our resident old fogy fogies has actually been one of the pros of my recent absence.

I have someone that needs parts for a boat; I forgot the time ...
Sorry ...

Still love me, right?

Of course. I was just disappointed that you called at that hour and didn't sing to me like you usually do. Open with a little CSNY next time.

Usually I call earlier, like, before 11PM ....

Dude, if it's any consolation, I hooked up with a SMOKING blond girl ...

What does the dude need?

I'll ask 'im ...