This is an actual conversation that was not altered.
Stepping into the kitchen from the laundry room I say to Barney Fife who’s sitting at the table reading a card
Me: Hey, look. I washed my dollar. I should work for the mob in money laundering.
Fife giggles. I turn to leave.
Fife Senior: Come in here.
Me: Yeah
Fife Senior: I need to write something in C’s card. I thought I’d write, “I promise to give you everything in the world you want after I’ve satisfied all my other women.”
(silence, more silence)
Me: Um…(pause)… I’d like to advise against that. … (pause)… You should send that one to R, along with this here mob money.
Aussie Conversations: Against My Advice -Friday, December 19, 2008
um…yeah…that was good advice if a bit understated to say the least.
some people just need to be pulled offstage with the hook before the floor drops out from under them, know what I mean?