I don't come down to where you work and slap the dick out of your mouth

[matildawormwood]

On my last night in Virginia, I went out to the old Silver Diner with three dear dear friends. We stole a mug (they're new! and awesome! and apparently are being swiped left and right by godless commie bastards like us!) and came up with the following throw-down

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[spacestation]

My voicemail is actually me saying "you've reached the winter of our discontent, please leave a message after the beep" because I am THAT much of a tool.

[sylvanus_urban]

This is not so much a throw-down, but I am partial to this exchange (from Overheard in New York):

Guy #1: I'd totally hit that.
Guy #2: Dude, I'd hit that so hard whoever could pull me out would become the King of England.

[matildawormwood]

Ha!