Folding, spindeling, and mutilating lauguage for fun since Aug, 2004
Tuesday, 05 December 2006

I was sitting in the hallway outside Grasshopper's orchestra practice.  Two teenaged girls were giggling and gossiping, and planning for next weekend, even though it was Monday night.

I wasn't trying to evesdrop.  I was trying to push through a particularly dense section of part two of Thomas Paine's Rights of Man (I am trying to get to "The Age of Reason"  where I hope to find out if I really am a Deist for really real...but I like to do things in the right order.)

Anyway, their conversation that had been a back-ground cacaphony of white noise suddenly became a chrystal-clear transmission cutting through my concentration:

Girl one: "I don't know what came over him this morning, he was like all over me."

Girl two: "yeah."

Girl one: "Like, 'How are you?' and 'what are you doing later?' and 'I like your shoes.'"

Girl two: "Omigod, so weird."

Girl one: "Yeah.  And I'm like, dude, back off, I mean, two gays do NOT make a straight."


I almost ruptured myself trying not to burst out laughing.

Tuesday, 05 December 2006 09:09:29 (Central Standard Time, UTC-06:00) | Comments [2] |  |  | #
Wednesday, 06 December 2006 14:05:33 (Central Standard Time, UTC-06:00)
There must be something seriously wrong with me. I keep trying to decipher what she meant. Who is gay? Why are there two? Is she gay? Is he gay? Or is it "gay" in the sense of something being stupid? Teenage girls frighten me -- and I WAS one -- long ago.

My head hurts. I feel achey now.

Wednesday, 06 December 2006 14:41:25 (Central Standard Time, UTC-06:00)
I assume that both the girl and the boy seh was talkinga about identify as gay, but she believed that the boy was hitting on her and it weirded her out.

I could be wrong, though.

the sentance just struck me as funny.
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