Friday, January 1, 2010

So He Was Talking, and Other Lessons in Irony

He walked into the library. He had the cell pressed to his head, and he was talking loudly. His interlocutor was somebody with a name that probably betrayed the person who had it, like Miracle, or Destiny, or Karma. I don't remember. He was pissed, and did not care who knew. He loudly berated her at great length and in great detail. Her crime? Calling him from a land line. You see, as I myself learned, THAT COSTS HIM MONEY. I'm sure that drilling this lesson into her head cost him plenty. Cue irony theme. Fade to black.

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