04 February 2006

Dear Writer Lady

This bar scene - you're making it way too complicated. I don't need to get mad - just drunk. The blond can buy me the first one, nature and alcohol will take care of the rest. Quit over-thinking it.

Get on with it already,
-David

p.s. - I'll wink if I want. Whit doesn't scare me. Besides that's an empty threat and you know it.