Before the presentation, Walter from Microsoft smiles his steam shovel jaw like a marketing tool tanned the color of a barbecued potato chip. Walter with his signet ring shakes my hand, wrapped in his smooth soft hand and says, "I’d hate to see what happened to the other guy."
The first rule about fight club is you don’t talk about fight club.
I tell Walter I fell.
I did this to myself.
Before the presentation, when I sat across from my boss, telling him where in the script each slide cues and when I wanted to run the video segment, my boss says, "What do you get yourself into every weekend?"
I just don’t want to die without a few scars, I say. It’s nothing anymore to have a beautiful stock body. You see those cars that are completely stock cherry, right out of a dealer’s showroom in 1955, I always think, what a waste.
The second rule about fight club is you don’t talk about fight club.
*blinks blankly* say what? :\
October 31st, 2009 at 12:00 pm
*blinks blankly* say what? :\
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October 31st, 2009 at 12:16 pm
Ooooooooooklahoma, where the wind comes sweeping down the plains, Oklahoma, where the waving wheat, can sure smell sweet, and the wind comes right behind the rains…
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