Friday, September 19, 2008

The Black Pen Chronicles

I could tell Amy Number One was itching to talk to me this morning since she kept looking at me. I think she didn't know what to talk about. About two minutes before we got to the Transfer Center she spoke up.

Amy: "Do you have a black pen?"

Me: "No, not with me."

Amy: "What happened to your black pen?"

Me: "It's in my office."

Amy: "How many black pens do you have?"

Me: "Probably two or three."

Amy: "Mmmm. Two or three."

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