" What kind of things?" I asked. "In general... nothing specific." Well," she said slowly. "Nothing is really off-limits there, so it gets pretty craz... there, although during the day it's pretty slow. But I've subbed for an evening shift a couple times and it gets crazy." Crazy... how?" You've seen the cut scene from "Eyes Wide Shut," right?" she asked. I nodded, remembering the time we had downloaded the uncensored footage off the Internet."You mean there are people... just fucking out in the. When I finished showering I walked over to the bar, I was dripping wet. Marcus threw a towel at me. ‘Dry yourself slut, we don’t want any slut water on our patio,’ Marcus said with a big laugh. ‘Yes sir, master.’ I joked. Rick said his good-byes and left. He was married and had to get home. Mike handed me a beer. Marcus asked if anyone was hungry and wanted pizza. We all said yes and Marcus made the call. ‘I didn’t call Domino’s but they still said a half an hour. Anyone have an idea how we. ”“On the roof?” my mom yelled. “What’s wrong with you?”“Why, what’s wrong with that? We used to sleep on the roof of our house all the time in my family during summer. It’s nice. Looking at the stars.”“I know. So did I. But our roof isn’t safe. It doesn’t have a parapet.”“So? She isn’t 5 anymore to just roll off the roof and fall. And she doesn’t sleepwalk.”“You are not forcing my only child to sleep on that parapet-less roof! You go sleep on the roof if you want! And terrorize the birds with. To be honest, you make me laugh, and I like that. I'm just frustrated that there isn't a tradition of dumb-brunette jokes for me to draw on so I can fight fire with fire."He suggested. "Start your own then. Take a blonde joke and just change it to a brunette one. I don't know why you didn't think of that already. Oh, wait." He looked up at her blonde hair significantly, as if that explained things."Bastard!" But she laughed at his implication. "Okay, fine, I will. Why did the brunette guy.