One Spore My Homies

Thom:  What do you want? Me:  Call your mother, Dicko. Thom:  Why? Me:  … Thom:  Oh – the birthday thing? Me:  Yes. Thom:  Goodbye. [Moments pass.  The phone rings.] Mom:  Why did your brother just call me Dicko? Me:  Oh jeez. Did he sing? Mom:  He just called and said […]

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