Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Pick Ups

We’re eating dinner at California Pizza Kitchen, and our cute waitress is flirting with Brother 1. When the check comes, this is the message he leaves on the top of the credit card sheet:

(His phone number) Call me if you want your pen cap back.

Me: Did you really steal her pen cap?

Brother 1: Yeah, and this steak knife.

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