just took a ride with Johnnie Smallwood (why do they always have the most unfortunate names?), the low-talker. He kept mumbling things, and I would say What I can't hear you? and then he started yelling at me for not hearing him correctly. finally got to my destination after a screaming match with a low-talker...
Thursday, December 07, 2006
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I hope Mr. Smallwood isn't reading this, especially if he turns out to be Nick's stalker/driver.
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