Did you ever say, “I’m thirsty!” and have someone respond, “Hey! I’m Friday! Let’s go to Saturday and have a Sunday!”
Man. I always thought that was so freaking lame.
But.
What really drives me nuts is that since I was like … ten? eleven? … any time I hear someone say, “I’m hungry!” it makes me think, “I’m Thursday! Let’s go to Friday and have a Saturday!”
And that just doesn’t make any sense.
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The sad thing is that since you’re David, it does make sense to the rest of us.
Ten or 15 years ago, I was doing a play in which I wore a false moustache. Each night, I used the same appliance but, from time to time, I would need a new one as the original became worn or frayed. One night at half hour, I realized that was the case and, because I still had a lot of makeup to do, I rushed into the green room and yelled, “Quick! Can someone please make me a moustache?!”
Jay, the most fabulous 6’4, 285 pound homosexual I ever hope to know, walked right over to me, waved his hands and exclaimed, “Poof! You’re a moustache!”
To this day, whenever someone asks me to make them something, I do it too.
Ha! You’re killin’ me!
*scratching head* I don’t get it