I amuse myself. Or the folks that choose the movies for the theater downstairs, coupled with the worker dude who climbs up and moves the little plastic letters around, they amuse me.
Scene: Manhattan street corner
Joe, dejected: "Hangover."
Jane, mocking: "Imagine that!"
Joe, irritated: "Drag me to hell, terminator."
Snort.
ReplyDeleteAnd then Jane could reply "Away we go!"
ReplyDeletelove it!
ReplyDeletei like this. i like you.
ReplyDeleteI love when conversations can actually happen like that.
ReplyDelete(tee hee hee)
ReplyDeleteI'll add this to the 'pros' column on my love/hate NYC chart.
This made my day.
ReplyDeleteGive me a city corner! We've got Mennonites on the corner. Nice. Good bread. Quiet.
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