Thursday, April 24, 1997
* * * WISH FOR MY BOOK! (Nukees:d/dx), not selling at Plan 9! * * *
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Drunk loser bar geek: Hiya buddy! Do you go to Cal?
Gav: [[thinking]] Oh god, no! It's another drunk loser bar geek!
Drunk loser bar geek: [[rambling in background]] I'm an independent business man myself -- doing some recent work in recyclables and reclamation ... How about them st ... suits up on the hill?!? They p ... and our ... dollar but the tr ... is can you believe .. and poison our precious bodily fluids! ... can't trust those ... commie bastards ...
Gav: [[thinking]] They just keep talking to you and never go away! Maybe if I act passed out, he'll lose interest.
[[Gav's head hits the bar]] <>
Drunk loser bar geek: [[still rambling]] ...they want us to think dolphins are our friends, but they're actually a ... alien race bent on brainwashing us to ... why they killed Kennedy and so I don't shower ... know too much, ...
Gav: [[thinking] Even acting dead isn't working! Geez, I wish an anvil would fall on this guy!!
[[An anvil materializes]] <>
[[and falls on the Drunk loser bar geek]] <
Gav: [[dreaming]] What luck! I must really HAVE passed out!!
Figment of Gav's Imagination: Hiya Buddy! Do you go to Cal?
[[A glass of Guinness dances across the bar]]