what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

How do I know you’re a messenger?

I guess you don’t

but why would I walk into your cheesy little CPA office in this Martin Selig building on a Wednesday morning dripping wet with a Nextel blaring on my chest wearing these thrift store clothes smelling like a wet dog wrapped in a chunk of beer soaked bong water cat piss carpet looking for an envelope for Mr. Richard Smoker less than 7 minutes after you called Mr. Smoker to let him know his tax documents were ready for pickup?

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ww46d

46 would get lost call everyone for directions, quit then comeback when he was not needed. brobra it 46

I got in an argument with a "security" guy @ PacMed once. He wanted me to prove I was a messenger before he would give me an after hours ASAP to a local hotel. I told him I wasn't really a messenger after all. I just went into places all day asking for random contact names and delivery points hoping one day I would happen to arrive just as a package matching both would be waiting there. Lucky for me, he was smart enough to realize he was being an idiot.

probably i also was being an idiot, or worse.

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