- The following conversation took place between me and one of my best friends in Lexington's most scandalous sushi joint yesterday. It is reposted here to show you all that crazy people walk among us every day and sometimes you can't tell until they open their mouth and something insane comes out. Parts of this conversation have been rewritten to make me seem cooler.
- Me: I can't wait to see Sin City.
- Her: Yeah, I figured you'd be all excited about that one.
- Me: Comic books. Jessica Alba.
- Her: I know.
- Me: She plays a stripper.
- Her: I know.
- Me: I'm all warm inside.
- Her: I just don't get it.
- Me: Jessica Alba?
- Her: Yeah.
- Me: You don't think she's hot.
- Her: No. Not at all.
- Me: You're clearly insane.
- Her: I just don't think she's hot. She's too skinny.
- Me: Oh, sure. And her boobs are too big too. She's hideous.
- Her: I've never liked her. I've never thought she was pretty.
- Me: That's right. Remember when we saw Idle Hands together? I thought she was so hot then and I remember you didn't like her. Remember me saying then how hot she was? And now look at her! I was on board from the beginning. I should get a crack at her because I was first in line.
- Her: I know. I remember.
- Me: Have you seen the GQ with her on the cover.
- Her: Yeah.
- Me: And you don't think she's hot at all?
- Her: No. Me: You've got problems
- Her: I don't like her with blond hair.
- Me: She has hair?
- Her: Seriously, she's just not that pretty.
- Me: You so craaaazy.
- Her: Also, the holocaust never happened.
