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Apartment 3-G, 8/19/05

Not that it took Holmesian powers of deduction or anything, but I would like credit for correctly predicting that this Apartment 3-G storyline would be bone-crushingly boring.

In fact, the only way I can maintain consciousness while reading it is to pretend that Scott and Lu Ann’s goodie-goodie talk really consists of a series of double entendres.

“I’d like to take a container ship of calcium pills to his Dominican Republic.”

“I’d like to add something to her container.”

“I’d like to be invited to his Dominican Republic to help distribute everything once her container ship arrives.”

You can see the increasingly desperate straits that I’m finding myself in. Help!