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Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Secret Meeting with Tipster

This weekend the anonymous tipster (see previous post) contacted me. The following was the conversation that ensued:

Me: Hello?

Tipster: Yes, hello.

M: Hi?

T: Oh, it's me. The Tipster.

M: Oh, hi! You're very brave.

T: Listen - I don't have much time. We need to meet, but it needs to be very secretive. I can't have you knowing who I am or where I live or anything. I think they're on to me. If they connect the two of us we're both in danger.

M: Well where do you want to meet?

T: Why don't you come to my place?

M: Perfect! You are very sneaky.

I went to the tipster's home at 51-02 51st Street, Woodside, Queens, and was very careful to make sure I wasn't being followed to 51-02 51st Street, Apartment 20F. When we were sure we were safe, the Tipster and his wife made hamburgers. These burgers were very delicious.

The tipster molding the meat

The finished product - with sauteed onions and mushrooms

Anyway, it was a delightful evening. The Tipster and I planned how we might take out Vineyard Vines, the company that makes those disgusting pants. We also watched 4 episodes of Lost, the greatest show - no, the greatest anything - ever made.

So yeah, the end.