Deadbeat neighbor: “…You’re not still mad at me today, are you –?”
Me: “No.”
Deadbeat neighbor: ” — ‘Cause I was feeling really bad about yesterday, just so you know…”
Me: “Forget it. No big deal.”
Deadbeat neighbor: “Cool. …Hey, you think when you’re done with your sports–
Me: “No. And for Chrissakes put some pants on, willya?”
>Right school, wrong year. But close.
Do you know someone with the initials richard warfield?
Sounds so familiar. Really. Can you provide some context?
Beck, providing context:
Is that your richard warfield? Yes, that richard warfield is mine.