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cobble, did you say the great little outfit the Navy gave me to wear? I left in the South Parlor. Can I trouble you to ask Edward to press it for me today?
So my hottest looking straight friend just Bloomberged me and is coming by to see our new offices and get a coffee. He’s the Chinses guy who grew up in Bay Ridge and has the Brooklyn accent. H O T
Yikes! Jessi! Well, at least you survived 🙂
Darn Pete, you beat me to it!
“And despite all the pre-game hype, the worst we saw at Pacifico was a lone squirrel.”
Was that a squirrel or a rat that stuck it’s paw in an electrical outlet?
“So I puked when I got home and then again this morning in the trash can at the wall street station. Thanks for the shots.”
At least you made it home under your own power
Thanks for the ride Kens!
So I puked when I got home and then again this morning in the trash can at the wall street station. Thanks for the shots.
Posted by: jessibaby at September 18, 2009 9:41 AM
Is this some kind of college age blog??? Sounds like a twitter post. OMG
Mr. B. – No, being a member of the elite does not mean one is an elitist. In fact, many elitists are elite wannabes.
PLUSA alert – I think Mr. B expected more of a melee on yesterday’s tennis thread but we were distracted by other topics.
DH, did you make it in to work?
bodhi, it was nice meeting you! Hopefully we didn’t scare you off too much.
Pete, sorry I missed you but caught your mouse traps gift to Snappy. Pretty funny. Look forward to meeting you at an upcoming get together(s).