These are my new mirrored, polarized, aviator sunglasses.
I request that I now be referred to as Maverick.
I am currently accepting applications from anyone who wants to be my Goose. And my hot teacher-girlfriend.
“I think I’ll go embarrass myself with Goose.”
“Goose, even you could get laid in a place like this.”
“Sorry Goose, but it’s time to buzz a tower.”
“Goose: the need for speed!”
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Goose is Dead, You Gotta Let him Go
Benjamin Rubenstein is the author of the Cancer-Slaying Super Man books. You can subscribe to his quarterly newsletter Words by ruBENstein and cancerslayerblog.
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