Note Left On The Refrigerator For Peter, The Acne Residing On My Nose

Pete,

What the fuck? I thought this was going to be a temporary thing? You needed a place to crash; I had a spare nose, we both agreed it was going to be a couple of days. A week tops. But it’s been three weeks now. What’s up? Dude, all you do is lie around all day and embarrass me when my friends are around. You’d think someone would take a hint when you’ve got him squashed between your middle and your index, but no. Instead, he makes an even bigger mess on your face. And didn’t we agree that you were going to take just that one tiny corner on my nose? Now you’re acting like you own the freaking place and it’s totally cramping my style. I want my nose back, Peter. I want to be able to hang out with my friends again, and to meet new people. Gimme back my life! Please, I’m begging you. Look Pete, I don’t want this to turn out any more ugly than it already is. So let’s just settle this like two civilized adults. I’m going to tell you what I’m going to do. I’m going to bed early tonight and in the morning, I expect to see you gone.

C

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[Clarence]

Note left beside the telephone from Peter to C.:

Duuu-ude... C-ster! The C-man...

That's waaay uncool dude. I've only been sticking around coz you seemed like you needed me around. Remember that chick last week who said I was cute? You, like, totally made use of me to, like, talk to her. We were having such a good time and she was about to introduce me to Nancy, her left nipple, when you totally, like, butted in.

But did I say anything? No way dude, I just sat there as you cut in for a piece of the action. You know why? Coz I thought we were, like, brahs y'know? Not my fault you didn't get any booty man. I mean, seriously, you're about as interesting as a dead skin flake.

Oh well, I guess I wasn't expecting this arrangement to last, like, forever. But don't sweat it hey. I'll just need, like, a couple more days before I clear out.

Fact is, there's a really sweet space opening up soon on J at the corner of Fourhead near Knowsbridge. It's, like, way older and a total shithole compared to this. But I guess I'll just have to get used to it. Since it's going to be a 2-year lease and all. But check it. My cuz's will be moving into the neighborhood soon after and we'll totally pimp up the hood yo!

I gotta get them to jack up their rides though. The streets round there are all like bumps and potholes.

Peace.
:) Peter

[shaoling]

I once named my pimple "Horsewallow Fat." It moved out after 2 days.

It's all gotta do with the name. :)

[vee]

post-it on e-mail to peter :

one on the nose and he can't stop whinging. gawd. or did you leave the tap running again?

anyhoo, you ought to let him meet class of 2002. february. they seem to be having a reunion right now. or the glee club; they come by regularly for practices.

love to chat, but harriet's in town again. at least she has the decency to rent the nostril.

[J]

People, there’s a party at my place and y’all invited. Pete, Horse-wats-his-name, and Harriet. Make yourselves at home. me cara is your castle.