An Ear and a Shoulder
I don't want to answer the door, I'm filthy and sinking into my own misery, but
Bernard doesn't give me any choice.
Bernard doesn't give me any choice.
Getting Drunk with Bernard
Karl: I eventually get tired of laying in bed and I get up and start puttering around the house. I look at the calendar . . . Shit! I'm an asshole! I flip through my address book and finally find the number.
"Hello, Bernard old man, your notorious fictional nephew is back in town and idiot that I am, I missed your birthday. Let me treat you to your favorite restaurant, please?"
After all the shit that has gone down since I hit town, I could really use a night with my friend.
( We'll go someplace we both can enjoy. )
"Hello, Bernard old man, your notorious fictional nephew is back in town and idiot that I am, I missed your birthday. Let me treat you to your favorite restaurant, please?"
After all the shit that has gone down since I hit town, I could really use a night with my friend.
( We'll go someplace we both can enjoy. )