Monday, February 19

I DO have a purpose in life. I DO!

Representative Flatmate. "Yeh, the brownies won me over. YES! I will eat your cooking!"
Me. "Ha ha. Thanks. I only have two boxes left, I think."
R.F. "Ack! Where do you get them?"
Me. "My mum sent them. Can you get them here?"
R.F. "No! I thought you had a hidden shop, or something!"
Me. "Nope."
R.F. "This is terrible!"
Me. "Yep."
After a pause, the representative flatmate said, casually: "So . . . when are you going back, again?"

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