Nothing wrong

Doug:
Christ, tied for the best record in the American League, winnahs of 5 straight, Manny 3 from 500, Papi finally finding his groove, the Celtics, Heidi Watney, and it's sunny and 70 degrees …

 

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Doug:
Arturo, I find myself in the rathah bizarre state of having nothing to bitch about.

 

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Arturo, the hot dog vendor:
Enjoy the moment, Mr. Roy.

 

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Doug:
I dunno, I feel so untethered … I mean what am I supposed to obsess about all day?

 

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Arturo, the hot dog vendor:
So let me get this straight. You're actually bitching about not having anything to bitch about?

 

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Doug:
Exactly! I'm like a fly on a Möbius strip.

 

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Arturo, the hot dog vendor:
Hey, don't be jinxing the kahma of the caht with your entomological metaphors.

 

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Comments

[pinstripe thunder]

Poor Bob. And here you thought it was just a regular boy. The discovery of female attributes must have floored you.