Aug 27, 2015
A conversation that did or did not happen
Jack: Do you ever have that thing where someone innocently says something really poetic mid-conversation and you want to write it down for future use in a short story or blog post?
Me: Yeah, but usually I'm the one being told that I've said something extraordinarily poetic, when to me that's just how I speak normally. I can't help it. I churn out golden phrases all the time. I'm a fucking machine. Not in the sense of a machine that fucks, but a machine that produces exclamations of 'fuck, what you just said was incredible!' This has been a good example I suppose, Jack, because I can see you're angling for your notebook.
Jack: Fuck!