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The One With the Thumb

The One With the Thumb

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At Monica and Rachel's apartment, Ross was staring at a picture of his childhood dog, Chi-Chi. As he had just learned the dog died over 10 years ago. Listening to Ross go on and on, Samantha found herself drifting off to sleep on Joey's shoulder. Who in turn, was carefully trying to eat his pie without disturbing her.

"Let it go, Ross," Joey tried to console the Paleontologist, but no matter what he said Ross just wouldn't listen.

"Yeah, well, you didn't know Chi Chi," he responded snidely, pointing at the picture in his hand. Joey took a despondent bite of his pie. He had given up.

"We did, in spirit," Samantha joked from Joey's shoulder. Her eyes we still closed, but she had a tiny smile on her face.

"Do you all promise?" Monica yelled out across the apartment.

"Yeah!" "We promise!" "We'll be good!" Everyone responded. Monica walked about of her room, she didn't seem to believe them.

"Chandler?" She shouted out to Chandler, who had been outside smoking. "Do you promise to be good?" He answered by crossing his heart.

A second later it started to rain and he rapidly tapped on the window. Joey began laughing as he watched his friend get soaked, "You can come in, but your filter-tipped little buddy has to stay outside!" Sulking, Chandler picked up the lid to a garbage can and used it as an umbrella.

Phoebe entered slamming the door behind her. Without saying hello, she sat down on the couch with a letter in hand. "'Dear Ms. Buffay," she began reading the letter. "Thank you for calling attention to our error. We have credited your account with five hundred dollars. We're sorry for the inconvenience, and hope you'll accept this-"

She stopped to search through her bag. She pulled out and item and began reading again, "football phone as our free gift.'" She stopped and looked at everyone expectantly. "Do you believe this?! Now I have a thousand dollars, and a football phone!"

"What bank is this?" Rachel walked over and took the letter from her.

"Yeah," Samantha crawled over Joey to get a look at the letter. "I wanna know too."

The intercom then buzzed alerting everyone someone was waiting downstairs. "Hey. It's him," Monica walked over. "Who is it?"

"It's Alan."

"Chandler!" Joey gestured to Chandler to come back inside. "He's here!" Chandler put the lid down and stepped inside. He was dripping wet and tracking water behind him.

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