Brother & Sister Dunk: In Conversation

Brother: Ill have to tell you about my various misadventures last weekend

Sister: indeed

Brother: Including but not limited to getting broken down halfway to sf

Sister: that blows!

Brother: Puttputting along southnbound on the 5 at 30 mph on the shoulder for 200 miles

Pushing cars

Saving birds

Getting molested by truckers

Sister: nooooooo

Brother: Breaking down in east la @ 2 am next to a dimly lit mexican strip club, belching black smoke a backfiring the next 10 miles to my friends fiancees place while shouting IM GOING THE DISTANCE BABY

And then the rocky theme came on my ipod

And it was motherfucking gotterdammerung epic

Sister: you're so 1980s

Brother: Despite the shittiness of the day, I had a good time and was laughing basically the whole time, because this kind of shit happens all the time.

Hence: Life and times of the dunk

And the sequel: Life and times 2: slam dunk

Sister: there tends to be true hilarity once one crosses the shitty line into the realm of the absurd

Brother: True, but if i werent absurdly good looking, that would be unhilariously shitty

Sister: if you were absurdly good looking, someone would've been filming and paying you millions...

also, your shirt would have been ripped at some point