A friend of mine suffered a minor romantic setback on Friday. Troy heard the news and groaned, "Oh god...now tonight is gonna be all about her, isn't it? Anything we have to say is going to turn into something about her not having a boyfriend."
"I don't know," I said. "Maybe."
"Like if I announce that my mom died today in a horrible corncrib accident, she'll say: 'My love life is a horrible corncrib accident.'"
3.02.2008
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