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Hey, can I park the Jeep at your place and walk down with you?

 

Sany - Sure thing sweetie.

 

I mean Snay. Not Sany - I don't know him.

 

Sany's an arrogant little fucktard, if you knew him, you'd hate him. I'll be at your place before five.

 

Wow, I am glad Sany is not going to be there, even so I will be there. Looking forward to it.

 

I shtupped Sany last night, he was a lousy lay.

Damn, too bad a gal can't be in two places at once. I'll be thinking of you guys. I'll do my best to hit the next happy hour. Somebody reserve October for me to host.

 

I will make the rock star appearance on my way home from the office, since it is on my way southbound. Of course, I am going to mock Snay and his general inability to drive in our fair city.

Additionally, just a couple of beers for me and that's it. It is a "school night."

 

JJT - can I get your autograph?

 

DD --

See you tomorrow!

Cham --

Too bad you went with the Sany lay. He's awful. Unlike me, who is god-like.

JJT --

But I know Towson/Lutherville/Timonium/Cockeysville/Hunt Valley/Jacksonville/Phoenix/Baldwin/etc. like the back of my fuckin' hand.

 

Hmmmm, I've been to Brewer's countless times, but I have no idea what a grotto bar is.

 

Broadsheet: For you, anything. Just don't ask me to sign any body parts. I don't do that. ;-)

snay: Yeah, but knowing your way around the 'burbs is like knowing what exit to take off of a major interstate. I applaud you, but I am non-plussed by your mad 'burb driving skillz. I will still mock you being unable to drive in Baltimore. I was talking to someone else, and I think it would be funny to drop you in a car in the middle of Boston, New York, or Chicago and see your head asplode in trying to deal with traffic there. Heh. ;-)

 

the grotto bar is just the name of the place downstairs - I don't think i've ever been upstairs. odd.

I definately coming hang out after work, but only for a wee little while. See you then.

 

JJT -

I actually did drive into Boston, and managed to negotiate traffic all the way to the Commons. It was a hair raising experience -- fucking Boston drivers!