Post #3:
Today, a co-worker told me that he could not stand to have a plate of spaghetti, without having peanut butter on bread to go with it. He was serious.
I said, no more shines. Maybe you didn’t hear about it, you’ve been away a long time. They didn’t go up there and tell you. I don’t shine shoes anymore.
Relax, will ya? Ya flip right out, what’s got into you? I’m breaking your balls a little bit, that’s all. I’m only kidding with ya…
Sometimes you don’t sound like you’re kidding, you know, there’s a lotta people around…
I’m only kidding with you, we’re having a party, I just came home and I haven’t seen you in a long time and I’m breaking your balls, and you’re getting fucking fresh. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you