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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 222 of 307 She peered into the phone. "You know, it's still not legal to talk on the phone, even if someone else dialed it." "I'm just going to set it on the dash board and yell into it," I said. "Oh," She set it on the dashboard. I could hear "wasting away again in margarita land." Klaus had changed his ringtone. My opinion of ringtones was that life was too short for ringtones. I decided not to mention it to him if he picked up. He did, "Dude!" "Dude. Can you hear me?" "Yeah, it's a little quiet but I hear you. What's up?" "I'm crossing Donner Pass and cruising toward San Francisco." "They took you to one of their sacrifice the virgin rituals, didn't they! Something really deep down down in the bowels of the temple and you saw all the bones and you ran. You coward.. You little pussy. You started crying and you snuck out in the darkness, jumped in your car and with tears in your eyes. Is that what happened?" "It's a long story, I've got some friends with me and we need a place to crash in The City for a couple days." "Dude! Awesome! You can water my plants!" "What are you talking about?" "I cleared my calendar for a couple months. I'm in Mexico. It's a two month long Post Traumatic Stress Intensive. Classes |