How's it going? Good I hope. Anyway, I was in the mall the other day with my friend Trudy—she works at the bank—and she's all like, "Let's go to Sam Goody's to get the new Hillary Duff CD." And I'm like, "No thanks, I've already downloaded all the good songs. I'll meet you over at Hot Dog on a Stick." And she was all like, "What do you mean you've already downloaded it? You mean ILLEGALLY?"
Trudy hates it when I do anything "illegal." She's a real square in that way. That's why she works at the bank.
"Its wrong to illegally download music," she said. But I was all like, "Whatever, Judge Trudy." (She really hates it when I call her that!) "I'm serious, Jesus," she said. "Hillary Duff worked really hard to make those songs, and she should be compensated." "Oh, yeah?" I said. "Well, I had two spikes hammered through my wrists." And Trudy was all like, "Oh, will you PLEASE let go of that already?" And I was all like, "Sure, I will… as soon as I get compensated for it."
Well, that shut her up for about 20 minutes. Later we got two beef 'n' cheddars from the Arbys in the food court, and spent an hour sitting outside of Hot Topic laughing at the goth kids. It was a pretty good day.