L. worked all evening on this paper "fortune teller." She made up all the options and "fortunes" herself and then tested them out on A.
Transcript of conversation:
L.: "So which do you choose?"
A.: "Uhh..how about that one: 33."
L. (reading fortune): "You will become an old, fat man."
A.: "Huh? I don't get it."
L.: "Yeah, that one is just random."
A.: "I don't get it."
A.: "I don't get it."
L.: "It's just random. Well, except that it's like Jesus. Except opposite."
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We are giggling ourselves to death (Aunt J and P-roc that is)
look at them eyes = goofball! [don't think I want my fortune told...]
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