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Communications Breakdown

Yesterday Mister P and I decided to go to the studio for lunch. We went down to the parking garage and walked a full lap around parking level B2 before realizing that (a) both of us assumed the other was driving and (b) neither of us had keys.

We ate lunch in the building instead.

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What a couple of freakin morons.

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