This Was an Entirely Different Man Altogether (Or, Why I Love New York, Part 4,652)
"I saw a man arguing with a tree on my way here," I told my boss. "It was a very skinny tree, and he was winning."
"I wonder if that was the same man who squawked at me. Did he have feathers on his head?" she asked.
"No," I replied. "No, he didn't."
2 Comments:
omigod. i haven't laughed this effing loud in like 9 years. i think this is my favourite thing you have ever posted...
now i'm laughing. s, i didn't even know you were still reading. glad to see you.
the absurd always finds the absurd. there are, like, magnets.
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