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 . . . .

Braces

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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