Someone named Caït from Avignon, France writes:
All of my friends are 20. You wanna buy them drinks, too, you sicko? Actually, Courtney is 21. Maybe she’ll buy you one.
Hi, Caït. That is an excellent question.
Before continuing, I would like to invite any of my readers who are law enforcement officials of any kind to visit this link instead of reading the remainder of this post.
Back to your question, Caït: Yes, I do want to buy your friends drinks (assuming they are good-looking and crying). Also, I will let anyone, including your friend “Courtney”, buy me a drink (assuming it does not contain roofies).
I hope that puts your curiosity to rest.
You know, Caït, your demeanor reminds me of my own sister, who is practically 20 years old (and whom I would not buy a drink for, no matter how much she cried, which she does a lot). She is stupid, but sometimes we would sing in the car together, along with our favorite music albums. Those were good times. Also, she smells.
That’s all the time we have time for this week, folks. Keep those questions coming, and note the new, fancy email address: conlan{at}thisisconlan.com. And remember: spay and neuter yourself!
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Weird. Spay or neuter YOURSELF!
Posted 04 Sep 2008 at 5:16 pm ¶Dear sir:
You should probably make haste and get up to the bay area. Due to my absence all of my friends are, in fact, crying (and good-looking. If they weren’t good-looking I wouldn’t be friends with them). But whatever you do, don’t accept anything Courtney tries to give you. I won’t say it’s for sure laced, but I will say it’s positively laced. Also, I believe there are a few typos in your post.
1) You wrote “stupid” instead of “stupendous.”
2) You forgot to add “sweeter than honeysuckle and cookies” after “she smells”
And don’t worry about not buying me drinks, as I am in a place where I am able to buy them for myself. Moreover, this same place was also the medieval center of Christianity, and I should point out (because you are probably not able to figure it out for yourself) that your current location was not. I’m sorry to have burst your bubble of delusion about what city was the medieval center of Christianity and brought you to tears (crying profusely runs in the family, it’s nothing to be ashamed of).
Hey, maybe if you go to a bar and stand there, handsome and crying, some girl will by you a drink.
Posted 05 Sep 2008 at 4:29 am ¶I taught her everything she knows, ladies and gentlemen.
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