"You're not married, are you?"

"No..."

"Ok. Works for me! ... You're not a bad lot, are you?"

"No more bad than you."

Damn straight. That's a date, baby.

"I'm sorry I keep quoting Under Milk Wood."

James, you know I love you. And will keep chewing and spitting to figurative levels.

Kieran liiikes me. Oh Jeeze! Alright! Wow, hm, okay!

2003-05-09, Well then!

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