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April 26, 2010
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Never bring fusilli to a rigatoni fight.
Posted by: bonmot | April 26, 2010 at 04:02 PM
Was Siouxie in Boston?
Posted by: wiredog | April 26, 2010 at 04:06 PM
women. can't live with 'em, can't fart on an elevator.
Posted by: mudstuffin | April 26, 2010 at 04:08 PM
what kinda sauce? red sauce?? that changes everything.
Posted by: queensbee | April 26, 2010 at 04:32 PM
Clearly, he failed in not holding the door for them. If it had slammed in their faces, the pasta wouldn't have hit him.
Posted by: Elon | April 26, 2010 at 04:47 PM
Dawg...it was tomato sauce NOT blood all over his shirt so NO I was nowhere near Boston.
Posted by: Siouxie | April 26, 2010 at 04:48 PM
Did any of these two have hammers ? Every guy is thinking "There, but for the Grace of God go I."
Posted by: LeDud | April 26, 2010 at 05:20 PM
Lesson learned, maybe. I had a Muslim student with me one time who I thought was being rude. He would not meet the waitress' eye or speak directly to her. It turned out that, by his standards, he was being very polite. He could not bring himself to speak to a non-related woman, much less invite two of them into an elevator.
OT, my 3-year old grandson recently insisted we had an alligator. When he said he would show it to me, he lead me to the "alligator", which is what took you from one floor to the other.
Posted by: Steve | April 26, 2010 at 05:25 PM
Next time, if he's smart, he'll take the stairs.
Posted by: nursecindy | April 26, 2010 at 05:43 PM
So, his crime is he failed to hit the door open button? How do they know? Maybe it just wasn't working. Or maybe he panicked and couldn't locate the right button quickly enough. I've been there...
Posted by: Richard the Weasel-Hearted | April 26, 2010 at 05:49 PM
apologies to my pasta-eating pups...
Oh this is the night, it's just right for a fight
And we call it bella notte
Look at my size! You'll have stars in your eyes
And this lovely ravioli.
Move aside with your loved one,
Open the dam door!!!!! you'll hear...
Our fight will leave our 'magic spill',
We gonna shove you clear!
Oh this is the night, you'll remember this fight!
On this lovely bella notte!
Posted by: trustf8 | April 26, 2010 at 05:52 PM
^ '...On this lovely bella notte = elevatah'
:)
Posted by: trustf8 | April 26, 2010 at 05:58 PM
Punkin?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | April 26, 2010 at 06:14 PM
Roxbury riot II. You sure these (real?) names weren't changes to protect the stupid?
Posted by: Loudmouth | April 26, 2010 at 06:22 PM
A lotta guys have to pay for such treatment.
Sioux's weapon of choice is a machete, not limp pasta.
Sioux don't like limp things, I've heard. Additionally, Boston's way too cold for Sioux.
Posted by: Wyo Cowboy | April 26, 2010 at 06:59 PM
In fact, when officers arrived at the Tremont Street building late Saturday night they said they found noodles dripping off the back of Warsame.
SIlly ladies, don't they know that in Boston, WEDNESDAY is Prince Spaghetti Day?
Posted by: KJP | April 26, 2010 at 07:38 PM
Did they offer him some fresh ground black people?
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | April 26, 2010 at 10:30 PM
" No carbohydrates please. I'm on Atkins. "
Posted by: Clankie | April 26, 2010 at 10:38 PM
Hmmm, a certain group of authors/"musicians" were performing on Tremont Street Saturday night.
Posted by: Layzeeboy | April 27, 2010 at 01:50 PM