Friday, August 20, 2004

My seatmate at my former job just IM'd me from the Domincan. Which, according to him, is hot as hell and smells like motorcycle exhaust and garbage. At least it's hot.

FSM: Do you want something from here? Crap, or stuff disguised not to be crap, but then when you examine it, it's crap?
FSM: Or, how about some crappy crap?
FSM: Your choice.
PS: Ooooh. Which of those things sounds best.
PS: Something pretty. Pretty crappy, obviously, but crappy disguised as pretty.
FSM: Crappy disguised as pretty? That's all of your ex-boyfriends.
PS: Couldn't have said it better myself.