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According to reports from area woman Christine Rosky, come on, you totally know who she’s talking about. Seriously, come on. You know this guy.
No, says Rosky, she’s not talking about that one guy with the nose piercing, or the one with the weird lip thing, or that rat tail guy who hit on you at Jessie’s beach thing. Oh, she’s got it. He was the tall blonde guy at Deb’s thing. Remember, he kept talking about how he was in a band called Zebraphonics or Zebratonics or Zebravado. Something with a zebra, she thinks. And you were like, oh cool.
Seriously? Not ringing any bells? She added, Ugh.
Though Rosky does not know his name, she says that you probably do because you for sure know this guy, you were even talking about him fairly recently and you definitely knew who he was then. Goddammit, what’s his name? Bill? Will? Something with “ill” in it. Oh my god, this going to drive her insane until she remembers it. Well trust her, you definitely know him.
Gil? No. That’s not it.
At press time, nevermind, Rosky was confusing him with someone else. You definitely don’t know this guy.
