Candorville by Darrin Bell for September 23, 2004
Lemont: Can you believe it? The one chance in my life to ask a persident a question, and they give me some #@$% scripted nonsense to ask him. Well I'm not having it - I'll pretend like I'm going to read from this script, but at the last minute I'll surprise him with something meaningful. Coworkers: All right Lemont! Tell it like it is son. Represent! Ten bucks says he chokes. Nah, I don't like the odds.