the cleverest thing to say,
the optimal solution,
the most pithy paraphrasing,
the difficulty delivering such witty thoughts as these
within the acceptable limitations of chaotic conversations.
Starry-eyed, amorphous, unfocused, erratic speculations and
theorizing about society, technology, politics, science,
engineering, business, philosophy, language, medicine and a whole
bunch of other topics I only kind of know anything about.
It makes me feel thmart.
"Why are you posting a picture of yourself with a (hopefully) fake
mustache on your dating profile? Do you realize that guys are
generally rather averse to facial hair on women, even when
Oh, you think it's funny?
No, it's not funny.
Funny is a monkey in a tuxedo speaking with a Jamaican accent
riding a zebracorn (that's a zebra with a single horn) performing
dressage in front of the UN General Assembly.
They're representing Djibouti.
This is all funny because the last syllable of that paragraph is
pronounced "booty". Like, a butt.
Oh, you didn't think that was funny?
Fine, just change your damn picture."