Saturday, November 15, 2008
Plausible

You indicate that I still have the book Havana Nocturne checked out. It was originally due Nov. 2nd, but I put it in the return bin outside of the library on October 24 at about 8:10 a.m. I remember it clearly because a homeless man was throwing up right next to it (yuck!)
Like those in the dentistry, law enforcement and proctology professions, we hear a lot of bad and outrageous lies at the library, but this email had the ring of truth to it and sure enough, the book had not been scanned correctly and was sitting on the shelf.
Saturday, November 08, 2008
Any Given Sunday

This happened on a Sunday, which reminds me of a story my cousin told me. He was in college and a bunch of his friends were sitting around and one of them began to describe how his family had returned from church one day to find their yardman doing something unspeakable (i.e., sexual) on the lawn. One of the girls in the group, an inoccent from lower Alabama, opened her eyes in horror. "On a SUNDAY?," she gasped. Like that was the offensive part of the story, like any other day of the week would have been more acceptable for such perversions.
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