Several years ago, I dated a woman who worked at a bank. She used to have problems balancing her own checkbook, but managed to hang on to her job because she was a looker and the old rich guys that did their banking business with her always felt she was some sort of human viagara. Anyway, after three years of whatever it was we had we went our separate ways and lost touch. Until recently. We ordered a pizza from the local Hut and the total popped on our check card was $ 59.00. Turns out she's managing the place and accidently ran mine and several dozen other folks' card numbers twice. Through the bank she used to work at. Classic.Can one ever get enough Tool? A couple from Lateralus makes up tonight's Replay.
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