Wednesday, August 13, 2008

I've got the prescription for you, Doctor...

Cha'baller: what's shakin?
IceBerg: bacon?
IceBerg: I think it's time for lunch
Cha'baller: good, good
Cha'baller: i've been thinking about hot dogs myself
IceBerg: you should perhaps read some Freud?
Cha'baller: negative, i don't want any more drama
IceBerg: I'm not the one "thinking about hot dogs"
Cha'baller: i need beef injections to stay alive
Cha'baller: gimme that meat
IceBerg: wow, you just ran with that

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