there are no funny wednesday one-liners this week. seriously - i checked.
and this was before i went to the Fox and Hound and had two vodka tonics after work - DC people, you know about the Fox and their happy hour. but really, in spite of the six shots of vodka i've thus ingested, there are honestly no funny on-liners.
it's really kinda depressing. what kind of week has it been when no one in new york city has uttered a laugh-out-loud one-liner? what kind of world is this, anyhow?
sigh.
(i just typed "sight." except i meant "sigh." you know.)
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Some of my fondest -- fondest! -- memories are of sitting outside in the summer weather at the Fox and Hound. Oh, you make me homesick!
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