Thursday, February 22, 2007

I went to get my hair cut today...
Me: Who was that woman?
Dobri: That was Nick's wife, you know, Nick who's in jail. (insert heavy eastern European accent)
Me: She's not what I expected.
Dobri: Why, because she's fat?
Tim: (snicker)
Dobri: He son has leukemia, he's dying, he has the cancer.
Tim: He has alopecia.
Me: You don't die from alopecia do you?
Dobri: Yes, he's dying, he has leukemia.
Tim: Alopecia.
Dobri: The cancer, he'll die.
Tim: He's not dying he has alopecia.
Dobri: He die.
Tim: No, he's bald.

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