Monday, September 15, 2003
EVEN WORSE, HIS SISTER IS A THESPIAN AND HIS FATHER WAS A WELL KNOWN HETEROSEXUAL
"I keep running into your friend Tiger," I told my friend Fish.
"Where?' asked Fish. "A new bar?"
"No," I said. "In the stacks at the library."
"No," said Fish. "The library. What's he doing there?"
"Genealogy, I think. At least that's the section where he works."
"Genealogy? Tiger? Why's Tiger doing genealogy?"
"I don't know," I said. "Maybe he's from an illustrious family."
"Illustrious family? Faa. Tiger's a postman."
Fish seemed put out by the whole idea of Tiger in a library. His face started to get red.
"Besides," he said, "What's Tiger know about rocks anyway?"
"I keep running into your friend Tiger," I told my friend Fish.
"Where?' asked Fish. "A new bar?"
"No," I said. "In the stacks at the library."
"No," said Fish. "The library. What's he doing there?"
"Genealogy, I think. At least that's the section where he works."
"Genealogy? Tiger? Why's Tiger doing genealogy?"
"I don't know," I said. "Maybe he's from an illustrious family."
"Illustrious family? Faa. Tiger's a postman."
Fish seemed put out by the whole idea of Tiger in a library. His face started to get red.
"Besides," he said, "What's Tiger know about rocks anyway?"
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