Monday, March 19, 2018

Conversations with an imaginary girlfriend -- Draft copy

Kafkaesque -- she scribbled on the notepad  -- she didn't capitalize though.

Pardon. Franz Kafka -- you mean eh? I never read him . . . .


What's that eh? She mocked me.

An orthodontic appliance usually of metallic wire that is used especially to exert pressure to straighten misaligned teeth.

She laughed. You're so funny.

Really eh?

I think girls with braces are brainy. 

You can't date me -- old-timer.

Reconsider. If you marry me -- you'd get all my psychic powers.

Nope. Figure out some other way of . . . .

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