19 Jan 2016

As the Blond Dreaded Man Walks Into the Pizza Bar

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My friend Jeff invited me to dinner today. I received the email yesterday and, amongst many topics, included information about the where, the whom, and the time. As I caught the bus to the restaurant (a nice, cheap pizza restaurant in the vicinity of Oxford Street) I checked the email again to make sure I was on time. And then it hit me, I had completely missed the “whom”.

I am meeting Clifton and Judy at Mad Pizza in Crown Street at 7pm

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