
Q: "What was 9/11?"
A: "A big-assed banker sceme to make tons of money."
Q: "How's the conspiracy going?"
A: "Fairly well."

Q: "What did grandma (yeah, that grandma) send me to "Dub's" market for?
A: "A newspaper."
Where are all of the satellite trucks? Tardy? Big wreck on the 101? HWY 23?
How do I write the wrong ending to my screenplay to be a neo "Tricky Dick?"
Did you think I'd put the real one on the "Farmer in the Dell" 755's?
Trust MSN? How many times to I have to tell you I'm not nuts?
How can a poor boy screenwriter get some privacy, which I am now pronnouncing the UK way, and there is nothing you can do about it.
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