As is our habit, Buddy tapes our conversations, e-mails the transcripts to me, and I try to edit the results into something comprehensible. We met yesterday. As you will see, Buddy is often an idiot.
BD: So you're doing a radio show?
TS: Not just me, Buddy. You're part of it.
BD: You volunteered me. I didn't say I wanted to go play hotshot disc jockey.
TS: I can't believe how you lie and obfuscate.
BD: Don't use your $10 words with me, TS. I ain't impressed.
TS: Listen to you! You say something different every day. Last week you were all jacked up about the show.
BD: I was not!
TS: You're already on the freaking schedule!
BD: Tough cookie, cutter...
TS: What?
BD: You heard me. Do the show yourself.
TS: Are you serious?
BD: No.
TS: You'll show up then?
BD: I don't know.
TS: All I can say, Buddy, is you are an ass...
BD: Like well, yeah...so what?
TS: I'm doing the show, Buddy.
BD: Good for you. Break a leg.
TS: Not just me, Buddy. You're part of it.
BD: You volunteered me. I didn't say I wanted to go play hotshot disc jockey.
TS: I can't believe how you lie and obfuscate.
BD: Don't use your $10 words with me, TS. I ain't impressed.
TS: Listen to you! You say something different every day. Last week you were all jacked up about the show.
BD: I was not!
TS: You're already on the freaking schedule!
BD: Tough cookie, cutter...
TS: What?
BD: You heard me. Do the show yourself.
TS: Are you serious?
BD: No.
TS: You'll show up then?
BD: I don't know.
TS: All I can say, Buddy, is you are an ass...
BD: Like well, yeah...so what?
TS: I'm doing the show, Buddy.
BD: Good for you. Break a leg.
TS: I ought to break your neck instead.
BD: Sure thing, tough guy.
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