Expensive Pieces Of Paper
So......I've had a helluva time the last couple of days trying to find a sucker.......er, a taker on my Lyle Lovett tickets.

I tried to give them to a buddy of mine at work. He said "I don't think so." C'mon, these are free tickets you fucktards!!! (Thanks for the word Jodi) Another co-worker was already in Memphis watching his daughters soccer game.
Finally I break down and call Tanya. I know that she just went through a bad break up so I figure she might want to get out of the house. I've known her for a little while, but we never dated because there just isn't any "spark". Anyway, I get her on the phone and she starts to tell me about how messed up she is over this last guy. The doc has her on anti-depressants and xanax and she has been so wigged out that her boss has told her to come back to work in two weeks when she gets her shit together. I quickly agreed when she told me that she didn't think she would be good company.
So what's a fella to do? I gave them to somebody that could put them to good use.

3 Comments:
You're most welcome, hun. I enjoy whoring out my screwed up versions of the English language, even though I didn't make the word up.
Too bad you didn't get to go. The $1500 plane fare wasn't in my checkbook though.
There's only one reason I'd go see Lyle Lovett. He was married to Julia Roberts...
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Arrgghh! Those are tix to musical greatness. I'd go in a second if they were offered to me. People are missing out, indeed.
Oh well.
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