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Sunday, September 25, 2005

And Icarus' Wings Melted

Me: I was sitting at a huge table eating and drinking alone. I got up for some more ketchup when I came back and the table had been cleared.
He: Sorry about that. What did you have?
Me: A bitter pint and (pause) the lob-
He: We don't serve lobster, here's some fries.

How did he know I was eating fries?

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