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Wednesday, February 20, 2002
Today at lunch I pitched the musical of my life to Steph.

Tavie: Whaddya say? Do you want a song in it?
Steph: You're full of it.
Tavie: The only problem is, it lacks drama. Someone has to die. In all great musicals someone dies.
Steph Nobody dies in Gypsy or Thoroughly Modern Millie or...
Tavie: Somebody has to die. Now, do you want to be in it? You can have the hoedown number. Every great musical has a hoedown number.
Steph: Aw, Tavis, kiss my ass.
Tavie: That can be the name of the song! ::starts singing::
Aw, Tavis, kiss my ass,
Yee haw!
Aw, Tavis, kiss my ass,
YEE HAW...
Steph: ::starts walking quickly away::
Tavie: YEE HAW...

 Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:27 PM | shower me with attention