Wednesday, July 02, 2008

And His Face, Which Was A Paper White Mask Of Evil, Sang Us This Song

Lastnight, at work:

Mofo: "Do I seem pale to you?"

Me: "You're definitely fair. I wouldn't go so far as to call you ginger."

Mofo: "What?"

Me: "You look like you can sort of jump and sort of dance. You're fair."

Mofo: "I mean, I don't feel good. Do I look pale to you?"

Me: "Ohhhhhhh.... oops. Sorry."

Mofo: "F*** you, Emmett."

Me: "I guess I had that coming."

1 comment:

Epitome of Sweetness said...

Mofo asked an Indian if he looked pale? What did he expect?
That was one of the funniest conversations ever.