Friday, April 22, 2011

Reubens

Uh oh. Wrong answer, Tommie! Your lack of commitment has displeased Dan, and now he's trying to drop you like a bad habit. "Okay, good luck, I'll be in touch." "Won't you be in town?" "Ooh, you know what I feel like? A sandwich." "O... Okay. But Dan, do you have my cell phone number?" "Maybe I'll go to the zoo after this. Those llamas always crack me up!" "Dan! Take my card, please!" "You know what? ......I changed my mind. I'm thinking I want a hot dog."

4 comments:

Gerard said...

Well put, Maggie (although...Reubens? I thought they were in New York, and now magically they're in Montreal, but whatever). Dan is now thinking that he has to listen to the woman no one has heard sing, Jennifer Hud...I mean Patti. But you won't read about it here, because she'll soon have her own comic strip.

Sugar Packet said...

Dan is clinging to that door handle like he's about to tell Tommie "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!"

Scott P. said...

I'm still not ruling out the possibility that "Mr. Diller" is in fact a hobo who has managed to convince the not-to-bright Blaze that he is the real Dan Diller by knowing when the local recording studio staff go on lunch break and palming one of their keys.

D.B. Echo said...

Word of advice, Dan: If you're ever in New Hope, Pennsylvania, and decide to get lunch from the macrobiotic restaraunt there just because you think it will be cool to get a macrobiotic lunch, and you order the macrobiotic Reuben (in which every single ingredient has been substituted by some macrobiotic delicacy) and the server says "No, don't order that, everybody who orders it thinks it sounds cool, but then when they get it they hate it because it actually tastes disgusting," please, PLEASE, Dan, take her advice and order something else. Please. Take it from one who knows.