Terrorism

I never really go into describing my experience on September 11, since these stories are usually banal or trite, and a lot of people had days that were much shittier than mine.

But, after that shitty day, I had my friend Charlie over for dinner. We only had a couple glasses of wine, but after dinner, Charlie was vomiting all over the place. There were stains on my rug and couch.

Charlie hadn't had much to drink, and the food was fine for everyone else. He blamed the terrorists for the vomit.

So, that's two scores I have to settle with you, Bin Laden.