| | At the end of a long work day, particularly on a Monday, your mind wanders into a dark and dangerous place. And by dark and dangerous place, I mean the bowels of nonsensical idiocy.
This conversation is living proof of such a theory.
Clare: would you eat Apple Crumble Muffins?
me: yeah
me: would you eat the corn in my poop?
Clare: nope
me: then you are not alone
me: I am here with you
me: though you're far away
me: I am here to stay
Clare: you've gone crazy
me: so has the very man whose lyrics I am quoting
Clare: lol
Clare: thomas was just singing this song the other day
Clare: i was dying
me: what song?
Clare: the one you just fucking quoted
me: hahaha sorry, that wasn't very clear
Clare: fuck off that was so clear
me: perhaps next time you should say "that song" instead of "this song"
Clare: it's like RIGHT AFTER the topic
me: because this song implies a song that you haven't mentioned
Clare: perhaps you should eat my ass
me: whereas that song implies the aforementioned song
Clare: eat this ass
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