Surfin' on a Rocket.

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DIE.

Me: (verifying a reservation for someone) You're booked in a two double bed, nonsmoking room.

Ass: Double?

Me: Yes. Two doubles.

Ass: You got two queens?

Me: No, you have the choice between two doubles and one king.

Ass: You got two kings?

Me: No. It's either two doubles or one king.

Ass: Oh, doubles then.

Me: Yes, that's what it is.

Ass: Yes, I want two beds.

Me: Like I said, that's what you've got. Two doubles.

Ass: Doubles? You got queens?

KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL.

10:26 p.m. - 2003-08-19

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