Monday, August 1, 2011

A Brief Exchange

The day buoyant met curmudgeonly. Of course. How could I forget?

“Ha ha ha, I have found you! I was looking for you and now I have found you!”

“Do I look like I give a care? Do I look like I give just one single care?”

“Yes! Yes, you do look that way.”

“Fine, now let me take you out for a cup of coffee and some sausages.”

“You’ve got yourself a done deal!” sprang the middleman, ready to shake hands, bring hands together.

And no one was killed or otherwise harmed for the most part, i.e. aside from one stinger to one member of the party’s left arm, following his being thrust down on his head very hard and purposefully!


  1. Is that a challenge? I could use a coffee and sausage breakfast myself.

  2. Everything I write is a challenge, one way or another, directed specifically at you, Ben. How's that for subtext?

    For another thing, I think of a meal of black coffee and sausage links to be both horrifying and strangely / wildly enticing.