Taste
Is this milk bad?
_ Yes.
_ No.
_ I can’t tell.
_ Why do I have to check? You’re the one who drinks milk.
_ Since you cheated, everything tastes sour.
Touch
Did you use all the hot water?
_ Yes, but I pooped right before I showered, so you wouldn’t have wanted to go in there.
_ No.
_ No, it was your idiot friend Jeff, who I will never call “The Dingus.”
_ I didn’t use it, so much as I wasted it, like you did with the best years of my life.
Smell
You can’t smell that?
_ Of course I can smell it, but I’ll never admit to it!
_ If you really loved me, you’d love that smell.
_ No, my secret cocaine addiction has decimated my olfactory sense, along with our bank account.
_ Yes, but I know it’s yours, and wish you would stop acting like this is ‘Survivor: Our Apartment’ and farts will get you voted off the island, though I would appreciate it if you went to the other room until this episode passes.
Sight
Blue socks with black pants?
_ That kind of old-fashioned attitude keeps us a twosome in the bedroom.
_ You notice that, but you don’t notice THE POPPY SEED in your teeth?
_ I’m color blind, and I’m worried that you don’t know that.
_ I’m going out to get cigarettes and sleeping pills.
Hearing
Are you even listening?
_ What?
_ Huh?
_ Sure, yeah, definitely.
_ Hello? Oh, that’s fucking great.
March 24, 2010 at 1:11 pm |
Wisdom. Pure wisdom.
March 24, 2010 at 2:11 pm |
It was the twosome one that did it for you, wasn’t it?
March 24, 2010 at 2:16 pm
I’ll never tell.
March 24, 2010 at 2:16 pm
Yes.
March 24, 2010 at 2:20 pm |
Ha!
Genius-ity