I hate Jeffy

I called my friend Jeffy last night (he almost had heart failure since I never call anyone, except for my friend Neil and my dad) and he told me it looks like not only is HIS book going to be published before MINE, but also he has a potential celebrity who wants to work on his book.

Hey Jeffy, why not invite me to be a writer (or your ghost writer) and let's make it a threesome. Hee.

I'll be the fluffy beaver.