6th
The Brain-Trust Convenes
Nick: I do hereby call this meeting of the Knights Who Say Meme to order. Gaby will now do a roll-call for the minutes of the meeting.
Gaby: Nick Guido Denton?
Nick: Present.
Gaby: Boltlung Iron?
Boltlung: Yessum Miss Gaby.
Gaby: Chris Batty?
Chris: Hilfiger.
Gaby: What?
Chris: My shirt. You asked about my shirt, right? It’s by Tommy Hilfiger.
Gaby: Nevermind. Tom Plunkett?
Tom: AAAHHHGGG!
Nick: Tom, why are you hunched over the table looking like you might defecate in your knickers at any moment? Goddammit Boltlung, did you allow Tom to have lunch at Cafe Habana again today? You were given strict orders not to let that happen!
Boltlung: Well, I, I, I’m sorry boss! It’s just so close by, he can’t resist it.
Tom: AAAHHHGGG!
Chris: Oh dear God what is that smell? Is someone wearing Drakkar? That’s like, so last year.
Tom: AAAHHHGGG!
Nick: No you preppy twit! Plunkett’s going all Shatner in his pants!
Chris: Whatever bro. The fishtank now smells like the Jersey Shore on the 4th of July.
Boltlung: I begged him not to get black beans on his pulled pork sandwich boss, honest I did. I swear to it!
Tom: AAAHHHGGG!
Nick: Boltlung, get Plunkett cleaned up! Borrow one of Jim Lehnoff’s diapers and throw it on him. We’ve got to discuss the launch of my new girly Deadspin, LesBall
Chris: Dude, is this going to take much longer? Happy hour at Dorrian’s kicks off in ten minutes!