sandwichPosted: September 7, 2012
H: Mmm, good cheese.
H: They’ve all gone blank.
M: What have?
H: I’ll have to go to the server room and fix it.
M: You can do that tomorrow, okay?
H: Are you going to make me a sandwich?
M: No, why would I?
H: And people call me the bitch.
M: I certainly do… What do you want a sandwich for, anyway? You’re asleep.
H: You know that homeless guy down by the bridge?
M: Uhhh… sure.
H: I’m gonna eat it in front of him.
M: That’s mean.
M: Are you?