Al’s Miniature Golf Course, Midland, TX. August 10th, 1977, 6:18 PM
George: “So, you were in a sorority, right?”
Laura: “Yep. Go Theta!! And hook ‘em horns!!!”
G: “Awesome.”
L: “Yeah, it was pretty saaaweet.”
G: “Sounds pretty sweet. I was at Yale. No big deal. Wanna do some blow?”
L: “Ummm, did you even need to ask???”
G: “Here, come behind this giant David The Gnome sculpture with me”
1 minute and 23 seconds later.
G: “So I *sniffle* heard you killed a guy in Midland when you ran a stopsign… That true?”
L: “I don’t really wanna talk about that, George. Sorta… trying to forget about that.”
G: “That’s cool. Y’know I killed a guy once, too.
L: “Really?”
G: “Yep. Back in ‘Nam.”
L: “God, you’re so interesting.”
G: “Yeah, it was nothin’. No big deal, really. Hey, check out this putt.”
L: “Ohhh, almost!”
G: “Ehh, fuck it. Baseball’s my real game, anyway. And drinkin’!! He, he. You know what I’m sayin??? He, he.”
L: “So I heard your dad was maybe gonna be the next candidate for Vice President. That’s a pretty big deal.”
G: “Fuck him.”
L: “I guess politics isn’t your thing. What do you want to do with your life, then?”
G: “I don’t know. Let’s go to Bennigan’s.”
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