“Two Hands and Three Holes Out the Door”

Two tickets. Free. The Last Great Man of American Letters will be in front of me, in my ears, my head. John Updike. The creator of Rabbit.

Tickets are no longer available. If you WANT WANT WANT to go, my other ticket is free. But you have to give me an excuse good enough to exclude Johnny from it. He told me about it.

Tell me why you should go with me.

9 Responses to ““Two Hands and Three Holes Out the Door””
  1. RJ says:

    Here’s why:
    – because I GAVE you FREE HTML CONSULTATION, free of charge, without asking for any money in return. Freely.
    – because American Letters are the only kind I like. Because I’m patriotic that way.
    – because it’ll piss of Johnny T. Santos.

  2. You are disqualified on the following terms:

    -No one can’t “piss of” anybody. It is physically impossible. Unless you’re R. Kelly. I swear to god I saw it.

  3. RJ says:

    I didn’t say “PISS ON.”

    You’re disqualified.

    (You’re Interferon my good time!)

  4. I know, turtledove. You said “piss of”. The proof is in the comments.

    Oh…and by the way, I’ve been disqualified since I hit puberty.

  5. Ellen says:

    I love that you caught RJ in a grammatical gaffe – she is so pissed of right now.

  6. RJ says:

    You bitches are all fired.

  7. RJ says:

    PS: EBone — I am pissed AS of right now.

  8. RJ says:



  9. kate says:

    why arent you taking johnny you tawdry little thing? TURNCOAT!

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