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8/20/2004

An old tale, an innocent time.

Bill Wilson, who has hipped me to such marvelous pastimes as Tweekend and Counter-Strike, once had this to say. For brevity, Bill Wilson is BW.

<< EXT. MOVIE THEATRE : NIGHT>>

BW, SB and MHG are meandering toward their cars in the busy parking lot.

BW: Should we get something to eat?
SB: Yup.
MHG: Sure.
BW: What’s around here, anyway, besides Crapplebee’s?
MHG: (chuckles)
SB: Not a fan of Applebee’s, are we?
BW: No, I am, actually. Crapplebee’s just fits so well. It just works, yknow? It doesn’t work to say “Bad-asslebee’s” or “Totally-sweetlebee’s.”

Characters ad-lib in Seinfeld-esque discussion of possibility of opening Applebee’s chain featuring only items they like, and changing the name to “Totally-sweetlebee’s.”

<< CRANE-CAM PAN OUT TO SHOW PARKING LOT ; FADE OUT ON LAUGHTER >>

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  1. Speaking of food in the States, I must warn you of something. When I get back on the 10th, there’s going to be a temporary shortage of all manner of foodstuffs as I proceed to become the poster child for gluttony.

    Comment by Bjorn — 8/30/2004 @ 1:21 pm

  2. You mean the food in Britain isn’t very good? I’ve never heard of such a thing.

    Comment by steelbuddha — 8/30/2004 @ 2:04 pm

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