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August 17, 2004Only in DCFrom a short but tantalizing overheard elevator conversation: Guy 1: Well, if I did that, I'd get subpoenaed. Then the door opened and we went our seperate ways. Posted by rj3 at August 17, 2004 12:16 PM Trackback PingsTrackBack URL for this entry: CommentsPost a comment |
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