Junior and Q

My brother and I used to IM all the time when he was in grad school. (Yes, he did graduate despite all my efforts to keep him at my educational level.) I came across some of the old conversations I had saved and thought it would be unfair of me to hoard these from the world. So without further ado, here is the first installment of Junior and Q. (For those not up to speed, I am Q, my brother is Junior.)

Junior: I have been focusing on keeping this turd from prairie doggin’ in. Maybe I should just jettison it from my butt wound. What do you think?

Q: I think that is fucking nasty. . . and you totally should.

Junior: Ok, I will be right back

Q: Ok

Junior: Phew. It’s about time someone put a bullet in that dog!

Q: Sick. Took you long enough. Have to flush midway?

Junior: It was a big one!

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