She: I totally know what I'm going to get.
Other: What?
She: Dammit, it won't give me the peanuts.
Other: I have a nickel.
She: It totally won't let me get anything off the first three rows, because they aren't pushed in far enough.
Other: That's because they didn't close the machine properly.
She: Maybe it was karma. Or, I mean...
Other: Yeah, I don't think karma has anything to do with this.
She: I meant divine intervention. God was like, "you're fat, you don't need the peanuts."
Other: yeah, for some God said, "let there be light", for you, God said, "thou shalt not have peanuts."
She: You forgot the fat part.
posted by Bugg @ 8:47 PM
1 Comments:
I like this.
It reminds me of a game.
A common game, happens all the time.
Where there is a group of friends
and suddenly
the conversation goes from the hypothetical
to the applicable.
In a split second,
Someone says, "We could be like Voltron,
(or power rangers, or dinosaurs, whatever)"
and someone yells, "I'm BLAHBLAHBLAH"
and suddenly its just loud with people
laughing through their reasoning
but the whole time,
you're really trying
to listen to everyone.
Nobody wants to hurt anybody's feelings,
but you know,
Everyone want's to be a T-Rex.
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