Big Apple: “So. I hear you like to beat on defenseless little apples. With a shovel, no less.”
me: “Well, no, not really –”
Big Apple: “– Sure you do. Don’t lie to me. You like to take a shovel to McIntosh apples.”
me: “That’s not entirely true –”
Big Apple: “– What, you don’t think I hear things?”
me: “That was one apple, okay? And he was especially disrespectful –”
Big Apple: “– Uh huh. So, you feel like taking a swing at me, tough guy? I’m an apple. C’mon, show me what you got. Take a swing.”
me: “No, I have no beef with you, Big Apple –”
Big Apple: “– Because I got news for you, pal. I kicked Sinatra’s arrogant ass all over Manhattan, and he was a man. You I’d chew into pulp and leave for the freakin’ pigeons.”
Specific comment: I would have mentioned how the Knicks suck to that bully. He’s all talk.
General comment: Haven’t been checking the blogs that much lately so I’m happy to see your monkey is still madly dancing along.
Hey! Long time no hear. Hope all’s well.
Things are good, busy but good. Hope things are good on your end (health, family, your ongoing tendency to loosely characterize Tequila as medicinal) as well.