Sunday, December 18, 2016

Use Your Words

Overheard In The Frontchroom...

[Me:] I should make some ... some ...
[John:] Some...?
[Me:] Some of those .... sugar spirals?
[John:] Sugar spirals.
[Me:]  Sweet...circles!
[John:] ...
[Me:] The ... things! The sweet...sugar...dessert...THINGS!
[John:] I have absolutely no idea.
[Me:] The things! The...sweet sugar buns!
[John:] ...cinnamon ro--
[Me:] CINNAMON ROLLS!!!! Thank you!  I got the mad cow. Jesus christ. Datum point. Sagittal crest. Ramapithecus Sivapithecus. Bovine Spongiform Encephalopathy. 
[John:] I don't--
[Me:]  Creutzfeldt-Jakob Disease. Phenylpropanolamine. Flux Capacitor. Every word of dialog from The Goonies. All of these things I can remember, but can I remember what a fucking cinnamon roll is? Sweet circles?? Feet shirts? Eye piece? Tiny hand tvs? Bathroom chair?? What the fuck is wrong with me??
[John:] You have so many big words in your head, there's no room for the small, ordinary words.
[Me:] You're a nice guy. Thank you.
[John:] I'm a manchild.
[Me:] Yes, but you're a nice manchild. 

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