No change

— Well, slap my ass and pop the toaster! It’s you, isn’t it?

— It’s me.

— Well, blow my horn and steam the chittlins! How ya doin’?

— I’m ok.

— Jeez, it must be, what… twenty years?

— Must be.

— You haven’t changed a bit! I’d know your ass in a sack o’ melons!

— Sure.

— I can’t believe it…. I was just thinkin’ about you the other day!

— Course you were.

— No, I was! I was driving through the Appalachians, and something about the shape….

— So, what’ll it be?

— What?

— What’ll it be, mister?

— Like I said: slap my ass and pop the toaster. You still at Steamies?

— This way.


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