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A FRIEND OF MINE TOLD ME HE KNEW A GUY, AND HE WAS RIGHT, AS IT TURNS OUT.

THIS GUY HE KNEW TOLD ME HE KNEW SOME STORIES, AND HE WAS ALSO RIGHT, AS IT ALSO TURNS OUT.  HIS NAME IS "DAVE."  I SAY "IS" BECAUSE HE SEEMED LIKE A YOUNGER GUY AND IS PROBABLY STILL ALIVE. HE HAS SOME GOOD STUFF AND WITH HIS IMPRIMATUR I TOOK A FEW LIBERTIES.

YOU KNOW, I RODE PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION ONCE.  I WAS VERY SICK AND I WAS COUGHING WITHOUT COVERING MY MOUTH.  PEOPLE SAT NEXT TO ME ANYWAY. THEY DIDN'T REALLY HAVE A CHOICE. THE BUS WAS PACKED LIKE A CAN OF SARS. DESPITE MY FLU I WAS THE HEALTHIEST PERSON ON BOARD.

IT WAS RAINING CATS AND DOGS OUTSIDE, BUT WITH ALL THE PHLEGM SCRIEVING THROUGH THE AIR, IT WAS RAINING CATS AND DOGS INSIDE TOO.

THE MAN NEXT TO ME BRAGGED HE HAD A FEVER OF ONE HUNDRED AND FOUR THE NIGHT BEFORE.  WHEN WE REACHED HIS STOP, HE SHOOK MY HAND AND INTRODUCED HIMSELF AS HE LEFT. HIS NAME WAS "DAVE." I SAY "WAS" BECAUSE HE WAS OLD WITH A MEALY WATTLE AND BY NOW HE IS PROBABLY DEAD.

THAT'S TWO DAVES.

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