In the Car With Biggy
On the way to the airport:
TR: Did you listen to the Bert Show yesterday morning?
Biggy: NO. Why?
TR: It was a "best of." I swear, they don't work more than they do. Anyway, I turned on just in time to hear a re-run of "Annie," the stupid 13-year-old they have on to give advice. What do they think it is, Radio Disney? It was boring enough the first time. Like, like, like....
Biggy: You know how, when you bite into a food you hate, you don't go back for seconds--
TR: --Yeah, yeah, well, I turned it to the The Real Guys, but that was like listening to three Jeff Daulers. Idiots.
Biggy: That show is FUNNY.
TR: No, THEY think they're funny. They crack themselves up. Just like Jeff. Ugh!
Biggy: MEN think they're funny. Trust me.
TR: No, 14-year-old boys think they're funny. Not smart boys, either. The kind of boys who light their farts.
Biggy: Well, I guess I have a 14-year-old's mentality.
TR: Exactly. Hey, I ran into my old AA sponsor at Publix the other night.
Biggy: Did she have alcohol on her breath?
TR: (stares out the window.)
Biggy: What did you WANT me to say?!
TR: You didn't have to say anything! It was just nice to see her.
Biggy: Did y'all do the secret handshake?