“So what should
we talk about? Other than hospital stays and medical procedures,
because those aren't funny at all.”
“I...”
“Or this dumb
thing on my head, which isn't funny either.”
“I..”
“And nothing
sexual either, that's so tacky and lame.”
“I...”
“And I feel like
your going to tell me you're having an affair and you want a divorce,
which is fine, but I just don't want to talk about it right now.”
“I...”
“No talking
animals, no cults, no dimensional travel, no anthropomorphic objects,
no secret plots, no commentary on post-capitalism. Okay, go.”
“I just farted.”
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