...I’ll admit, they had a point, but I still think the argument will be erased in time.
That doesn't make it write.
He can't just let it go.
Two friends walk into a bookstore After bying 23 pens 2 balloons and a pipeline One of them goes to the till Suddenly he remembers
- John do you want a pencil?
- Yes
- 2B or not 2B?
What do you call a boat that can sell you something. A sails man. My friend asked for something to write with, I said “pen or pencil”. He said it depens. I went to a fan contest. The winner blew away the competition. My friend got married to a torch. You could say she was the light of his life. After going through these jokes I now hate myself.
... The sign on their pen said their names were Michael and Wayne.
My friends said, "Those names are kind of dumb, I think they could have done better."
A man standing with his two young daughters turned to my friend and said, "Really? They're the Greatest Of All Time."
John Deavensmit was not having a good time. After an incident involving a coffee spill, he'd been sued for $50 million, and somehow the jury had ruled against him. There was no way he could pay that much money; he'd go bankrupt.
Naturally, he filed for an appeal, but the winner of the case was already beginning to hound him for money, hoping to get at least something before the judgement was overturned. John was nearly at his wit's end before he found an unusual package in his mailbox.
It was from a couple of his friends, who all went on to law school when John left to create a startup. They'd all been very successful, and had gone on to be justices at various levels, from courts in a small county in Wisconsin all the way to the Supreme Court. When he opened it up, he was surprised to see an ink drawing of a thick wooden stick. It was signed by his friends, and accompanied by a note:
> Hey John, > > We're sorry to hear about your loss in court last month. We met up at a judge conference in the Davison Center, and we thought that we'd do something special for you. We met up in the Grapefruit Room and all worked together to draw this. We hope you enjoy it! > > Your friends
Now, John had been to D.C. a few times, and knew about the Davison Centre. It was renowned for its very offbeat architecture. The Grapefruit Room was one of the weirdest: it had been constructed by taking a world-record grapefruit, carving out the flesh, and preserving the rind. The result was a walk-in fruit, and it always smelled of citrus.
It took John a while to work out the significance of the gift, but when he realized it, he was overjoyed. His good friends had seen fit to grant him a stave judge-men penned in a peel.
You know those artificial pen pals?
Transcription:
Program: A very nice friend.
Me: I too feel like we have a connection.
Program: An internet connection!
Friend was doing homework and was upset his Air National Guard pen had run out of ink. I remarked, "that sucks! That was your reserve pen"
groan
So a while back I had some friends come in from out of town. We went to the zoo and there were 2 pens of zebras. A friend asked why and I said, "Well those ones are white with black stripes and those ones are black with white stripes." I regret nothing.
For some reason it was really important to him that I have it.
