Hey, Bobby. Whatcha doing? “Same ol’.” You have the arms of a 12-year-old girl. “Yeah, I guess. Funnily enough, they didn’t seem to put much of a damper on my social life.” No. This is Duke, right? 1971? “I’d, uh,  have to check with the bursar.” It’s Duke. “Okee-doke.” Was this your first time in … Continue reading Southern-Fried Potato Salad