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strangely, everytime the big dig collapses or makes the news I think of you:

in a bandanna
cursing
distracted
and flipping off every person in boston

while you:

take the time to point out every artistic structure within the horizon in an effort to prove why i'm from backwards hill country and should in fact abandon my possesions and move as far north as possible
tell me four drinking stories at once (and a few fun stories about sid too wink )
invent ways of using expletives that george carlin hasn't even thought of
and somehow manage to get cuter the angrier you get at having to drive even if we were in "The Best Gawd Dyam City in Americah".