March 17, 2011
You're the Two Guys Who Share Gum!
Today is Thursday, which means you get the gum first.
Your phone rings. It's him.
"When do you think you'll be done with the gum?" he'll ask. "I've got a meeting uptown in an hour and I'd like to drive over and get it before then."
"I have to get my driver's license renewed today. I'm at the DMV right now," you'll say. "Can you come back downtown after your meeting to get it?"
"Susan has the car today and it would take me forever to make it. Can you get it to me tomorrow?"
You'll sigh. "You know what the judge said. We have to swap the gum at least once a day or we go to jail."
"I know. Do you think we could just not do it today?" He asks this almost every day, mostly on the days he doesn't get the gum first.
"Look, if we could unshave that bear we would, but we can't so here we are and I have the gum and I need to spit it into your mouth before the end of the day or we're both going to jail. So what's it going to be?"
"I'll come down after my meeting."
"Good. I love you."
"I love you too."
YOU'RE THE TWO GUYS WHO SHARE GUM!