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Thursday, Sept. 11, 2003 - 3:11 p.m.
11:05 a.m. Arrived at the office one hour and five minutes late. Knoxville, my trusted assistant, eagerly followed me into my office. If I had stopped short we would have been one.
Garloo: What’s up with you?
Knoxville: You won’t believe what happened to me last night.
Garloo: You got laid.
Knoxville: How’d you know?
Garloo: Dude, you’re a neon sign.
Knoxville: Okay, but do you want to know the weirdest thing?
Garloo: No.
Knoxville: Her feet smelt like vinegar.
Garloo: See if she’s got a brother.