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October 3, 2007

David: The Good Stuff

I opened the box. Teddy asked me, “What’s in there?”

I leaned back to let him look. “Looks like 24 bottles of something, Teddy.”

“Is it hooch?” he asked, as if I’d know, and swiped one bottle from the box.

“Hey! Leave that alone,” I admonished, as Teddy popped off the cap and took a swig. “We’re getting paid to steal these, Jim, not drink ‘em.”

“What did you call me, Gary?”

“Jim,” I answered through a sudden headache. “That’s not right, is it? Duffy? Seamus? Marmaduke?”

“Here, drink this,” offered Nicholas. I did.

“Feel better now, Barnaby? Er, Vincent?”

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Comments

I seem to recall that I got a bottle of that stuff for Christmas one year. Everything was a bit fuzzy that season.

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at October 3, 2007 7:18 PM · Permalink