Apparently wearing blue cardigan sweaters that your mom bought you for Jewish Christmas makes you look like Dr. Heathcliff Huxtable. Apparently I'm a black OB/GYN who lives in Harlem and who names their youngest Rudie. Apparently I'm also married to the woman who spoke so eloquently at the Syracuse University graduation ceremonies about the future of their graduates is all about the ability to "celebrate, celebrate, celebrate..."
Apparently...
I drive a Dodge Stratus also. I wish you were dead.
Ben
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Rob, I'm gonna tell you this for you own good. That's one ugly fuckin' sweater. It's a COSBY sweatah, a COSBY sweatah! -Barry (Jack Black) in High Fidelity
Brooke, you'd love my friends. Because that's exactly what they said to me also.
Oh, I miss you. I wish you were coming into town on a day I was going to be here. Oh well...
Later,
Ben
Where are you going to be? Can't you rearrange your schedule just to have coffee with me? (After all, I'm only passing through - it's a long drive from Rochester to South Bend.) You should DEFINITELY come visit me for spring break! I can even take you to some law school classes! When is your spring break? You can't come during mine (first full week of March) because I'll be terrorizing LONDON! As Joey would say: London, baby!
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