Miriam: yo yo Miriam: werking? me: yep indeed me: you should come over here Miriam: Drinking rye at Jake's, looking online to find a good goose to roast for his 30th birthday party Miriam: Wanna work for 3 hours tomorrow? Miriam: can you kill me a goose? Miriam: Please? Miriam: Where can you hunt me a goose? me: Upstate, I believe Miriam: Strong Island right? me: No idea, not my region Miriam: Yer Texas and Africa. Doh! me: what time would you want me to work tomorrow? Miriam: I need sombody to hunt me a fat goose. 5 to 9pm. me: I can do that Miriam: Alright, consider yourself booked. Miriam: Goose? me: will you provide a goose for me to shoot? Miriam: AAAARGH. Miriam: Maybe D'artagnan has one....grumble. me: Is that a reference to a French novel or an actual person who works with you? Miriam: D'artagnan is an exotic meats company. Foie gras, etc. one of my purveyors. Miriam: They're expensive tho. I want a local, Long Island goose. Miriam: 20 lbs. Miriam: dammit. Miriam: They sell, like, duck prosciutto Miriam: duh. Miriam: Are you coming over tonight? me: I think so me: what time are you getting home? Miriam: Bring vodker. meet me at 9:30. Miriam: Yay! me: I'll text you, Mirna wants to play Tropico on my laptop Miriam: DOH me: got no monies left, you'd better get some Miriam: Okey dokey pokey. me: okay, laterz