Dear Don Draper, A girl smiled at me all the way home from work on the bus last night but I’m not sure if it was because I’m handsome or just a better prospect than the old man sitting next to me who smelled of wee. Any ideas?
No. You should never get ideas from some stoned beatnik’s hazy grin. Additionally, you shouldn’t ride the bus. Or sit next to old men who smell of piss. Have you ever seen a lantern-jawed winner on the bus, brimming with false modesty? You haven’t. Just poor people with poor habits.
Dear Don Draper, A girl smiled at me all the way home from work on the bus last night but I’m not sure if it was because I’m handsome or just a better prospect than the old man sitting next to me who smelled of wee. Any ideas?
No. You should never get ideas from some stoned beatnik’s hazy grin. Additionally, you shouldn’t ride the bus. Or sit next to old men who smell of piss. Have you ever seen a lantern-jawed winner on the bus, brimming with false modesty? You haven’t. Just poor people with poor habits.
I just got my cable hooked up again, in time for the new season. I wasn't planning to, but they made me a fantastic offer of limited digital for $19.95 a month for a year on the same day that the power company dropped my budget plan payment amount by $19.00 a month. It seemed like fate.
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"freedom to differ is not limited to things that do not matter much. That would be a mere shadow of freedom. The test of its substance is the right to differ as to things that touch the heart of the existing order."
- Justice Robert Jackson, West Virginia State Board of Ed. v. Barnette
It's not it's like it's the first time Don has plumbed those particular depths. Remember when he pulled Bobbi's hair and grabbed her crotch in the dressing room at that restaurant? Then of course he tied up her and told her to stfu but she ruined that hotness by opening her big yapper.
I quite like seeing him go the other way. It suits his new circumstances.