The Scene: Richard, Nic, and two of their friends go to a restaurant. One friend stays outside to finish smoking.
Hostess: How many?
Richard: Four.
Hostess: Are you sure? Let's try this again. [She points to one of us and begins counting] One... two...
Richard: Four!
I'm so bad at this.
Friend: What's going on?
Nic: Richard can't count.
Richard: I told you people would notice.
[Other friend dies of lung cancer.]
Yay! Cancer!
ReplyDeleteIt's okay Richard, I can't read.
But somehow inexplicably I can write. What's up with that?
i dropped you on your head as a child....alot.
ReplyDeleteAnd the truth comes out...
ReplyDelete