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Kevin: When's the baby due?
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Oh. Um, November.
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Kevin: In time for turkey.
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I know.
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Boy or girl?
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No no no. I don't want to know. Ask Steve. Steve saw the ultrasound. La la la la la la la la la la la la la la... Either way, as long as it's healthy.
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Kevin: Knock wood
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But something tells me it's a girl. ... You guys have kids?
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Lena: Three
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Wow
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Lena: mmm
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How great for you.
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Lena: Yes
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Congratulations
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Steve: Kyle Hendrickson--who, may I add, kicked my ass in the tench grade?
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Who is this?
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Kevin: Kyle Hendrickson's like, what? Like five two?
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Wait. When?
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Kevin: think it might
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Who are you talking about?
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Steve: okay. Remember I ran into a guy?
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No.
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Steve: Remember last week? I said a guy from middle school?
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No.
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Steve: I was meeting you downtown-- oh, and he told me the joke?
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Right?
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Steve: The joke I told you?
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I don't remember
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Steve: the joke about--well, neither do I, at the moment but it was a joke we both thought was funny?
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Okay?
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