poetic justice

My one-time pal GM Quinte has been impersonated. You can almost catch the eurostink of Nat Shermans and Valfraise wafting off the thrift-store shirt. Bravo, rogue actor! I almost thought it was you who still owed me money. Dry cleaning ain't socialized in this country, bub. Reagan saw to that.

what is the proper emotional response?

A car directly in front of me at a red light had a bumper sticker that read, "Someone I loved was killed by a drunk driver. I'm MADD." When the light changed, the car didn't move until I beeped. That's when I noticed the driver was talking on a cell phone. Being drunk isn't like being on the phone, but being on the phone isn't like not being on the phone.