September 26, 2004

My ninth brief conversation with a McIntosh Apple

me: “So.”

apple: “So.”

me:

apple:

me:

apple:

me: “So.”

apple:

me:

apple:

me: “So.”

apple:What? Fine, change the damn channel.  Just stop staring at me, okay?  You’re giving me the creeps.”

Posted by Jeff G. @ 2:40pm
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Comments (4)

  1. Aaaahhhhhh.  That’s the stuff.

  2. So now apple’s actually in the house ? Exactly what did Big Apple do to you, anyway ? This has to be some kind of speed record for punkin’ out to a fruit.

    Just don’t give up control of the remote, Jeff, or you’ll be wearin’ skirts within a week.

  3. Go easy on the Apple, willya?  It’s an Apple, for crying out loud.  Gotta go; making my first chili of the fall.

  4. Hey yeah. It’s fall. Harvest time.

    Mmmmmmm. Apple pie…

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