E is one of K's good friends.
E: "We found a cocker spaniel last night. It's so cute and sweet, but it has a tag, so we're trying to find the owner. We have an illegal number of pets, anyway, so we can't keep it."
K: "I didn't even know there was an illegal number. Maybe we can keep it at my house."
Me: "No."
K: "When I graduate, I'm getting a dog." (when she leaves, I might get one just to annoy her)
E: "It must be so hard to be an old person. You can't do things anymore."
K: "Yeah, really, when you think about it, these are the best years of our lives."
Me: "Wait a minute. How old is old?" (no response)
E: "There's a chicken! A baby chicken on the road!"
K: "What? Where?"
Me: "It's weird that two times in the last week we've seen chickens on the road. Except last time they were all dead and skinless." (road closed due to chicken truck losing its contents. disgusting)
K: "My grandpa went to Walmart one time, and when he left, some people yelled at him, 'Hey chicken legs!'"
E: "Well, my grandpa's fat. But still, he's not as big as my dad...but I'm not calling my dad fat."
K: "Um, fail."
Then I dropped them off and pondered the vagaries of middle school girls.
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