Dialogue of the Day

Occassionally, this writer has a no-brainer entry...

M: Me

N: A good female friend.

M: “Woman! How are you?”
N: “Not good, I am twenty.”

*Eyes widen in disdain* This writer is celebrating his 9th year anniversary of turning 20 already.

M: “I’ll be 30 soon! And if I get there, I’ve got to get BOTOX. Hey, do you also have sensible alternative to conceal enlarged pores”
N: “Mask! I have wrinkles at twenty, man!”

M: “Have you heard of a gel product that can conceal enlarged pores the way foundation can”
N: “No man. Got way to remove wrinkles??”

M: “Other than BOTOX? I made a pact with this friend who has the authority to stab me to death if wrinkles are not erasable…You may want to consider.”
N: “But, but, but I’m still a virgin.”

M: “Hmmm. Virgin and wrinkles is a fatal combination which requires extreme makeover!”
N: “Call them! Or…or call J [the boy she has a crush on]…Is he attached?”

M: “Not sure. He was with a friend when he came up to say hi. A guy friend”
N: “Oh…You should meet him someday where I canl very conveniently appear.”

M: “Hmmm. Given the history of your past failures at convenient encounters, I don’t think that will ever become an option”
N: “NO! It has changed, I’m sure. I can feel it.”

What else but the pursuit of youth and intimacy that turns us to delusional cows. And I think that if youth and intimacy can be said using a picture, it should look like this.