Thursday, November 08, 2007
Second hand cab story
A couple gets into a cab (not mine). The conversation is along these lines:
Dude: That was some good weed. Where did you get it?
Chick: Oh, I don't know.
Dude: Seriously, that was some seriously good weed. Can you get some more?
Chick: Probably not.
Dude: Where did you get it?
Chick: You don't want to know.
Dude: C'mon. Just tell me.
Chick: Just drop it.
Dude: Becomes insistent
Chick: Tries to change the subject
Dude: Becomes more insistent
Chick: Exasperated Honey, I had to touch a black guy's wiener to get that weed, so just drop it. Okay?
Dude: That was some good weed. Where did you get it?
Chick: Oh, I don't know.
Dude: Seriously, that was some seriously good weed. Can you get some more?
Chick: Probably not.
Dude: Where did you get it?
Chick: You don't want to know.
Dude: C'mon. Just tell me.
Chick: Just drop it.
Dude: Becomes insistent
Chick: Tries to change the subject
Dude: Becomes more insistent
Chick: Exasperated Honey, I had to touch a black guy's wiener to get that weed, so just drop it. Okay?