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Love and Marriage.

Every time I find out one of these architects I've been mooning over for the last 3 months of my life is married, I hear Sinatra belting out the Married With Children theme in my head, complete with the little clinking metal sound at the end. Today was one of those days.

Upon coming home, I found a little business card wedged in my screen door. "Dude Food," I read aloud as stood on my porch, "Food for Dudes from a Dude that Loves Food."



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Dec. 9th, 2009 09:29 pm (UTC)
*gasp* It's not the drunk architect, right?

Dude food? That sounds like a really bad Vince Vaughn movie...
Dec. 10th, 2009 01:32 am (UTC)
i'm not sure. the architects are all starting to blur together at this point.

i hope this movie features young and hot vince vaughn and not fat slovenly vince vaughn.
Dec. 9th, 2009 10:18 pm (UTC)
Why do people keep assuming you're a dude? Is your city just not aware of gender differences?

Dude food is something that probably sounds funny at first, but business-wise, I wouldn't trust them to make food for me.
Dec. 10th, 2009 01:33 am (UTC)
i do eat like a dude, but i would hope food dude doesn't have me under surveillance.
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