Two Sundays ago I was hanging out with a couple of friends. We were supposed to watch Bob Fosse movies but instead we got stoned, ordered a pizza, and made root beer floats. Someone made a joke about frozen yogurt that sent us all over the edge. We decided it would be the funniest thing in the world to tweet that joke at the same time.
We compared spelling, counted down from ten, and let ‘er rip. We stared at the column we’d made on the Twitter feed and talked for a long time about how brilliant what we had done was. Then one of us noticed the tweets ours were sandwiched between, and we realized bin Laden was dead.