|Oranges and Salt - wednesday 2004-09-08 1051||last modified 2004-09-08 1051|
|Categories: Daily Grind|
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Long ago, I became third party to this ICQ conversation:
Joyce: I don't know what I'm going to do for dinner. Amy: I have oranges and salt. Joyce: You are SO weird... Amy: what?? i'm offering my food to you. You're so ungrateful. Come eat with me. I can have the orange, you can have the salt.......or, we can share. Joyce: You are SO strange... Amy: what?! fine. that's the last time I offer my food to you.
Yesterday, its sequel (spoken):
Me: I need to eat dinner. Bao: I have tomatoes, cucumbers, and ice cream. Me: What, together? I need to eat an actual dinner. Bao: It's an African delicatessen! Me: ... Bao: Delicacy, here... [three minutes later, after cutting tomatoes and cucumbers] Me: This is disgusting. Bao: IT'S GOOD! But why do the tomatoes taste like oranges?