"More of your conversation would infect my brain." -William Shakespeare in Coriolanus Act II, scene i

Friday, September 19, 2008

No sense.

[Family eating at dinner table.]
Guy: Hey Mom, don't you think it'd be ironic if this guy Sonny was always thinking about something so that he had a gray cloud that followed him over his head?! I think that'd be pretty ironic...
Mom: Hmm... Seems to me that if he was always thinking something he'd have a lightbulb instead.
[Family eats in silence for a few seconds.]
Guy: No, that really just doesn't make any sense at all.

-Dinner

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