And gay.
The gay thing I completely support. I understand that Fred wants to keep it "in the closet." And I'm ok with that. (I don't like the ass slaps, the 'hey big fella's, the crying 'hold me's, and the curtains he hung up on the office window, but I support his rights, man.)
The paranoia is a whole other thing, though. Fred. Fred. Listen to me...
I'm not Mr. Lebowski; you're Mr.
Lebowski. I'm the Dude. So that's
what you call me. That, or Duder.
His Dudeness. Or El Duderino, if,
you know, you're not into the whole
brevity thing...
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Everytime I see M.I.F. he is drinking a white russian. Now it makes sense.
Tell you what's even weirder, today at the factory Al was talking about defiling a white russian.
Actually, I heard Al talking about getting all nasty with a black beyatch.
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