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Ex-Tabula Rasa

I shall try to define myself in a sentence with a pithy comment at the end:
I'm just an English bloke who lives in Canada after marrying a Canadian lady he met while living in Japan. Yeah, that old cliché.

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Jul 2 '12

I do this all the time

  • Coworker: It's Ribfest this weekend.
  • Me: What's that?
  • C: All the best rib places in North America go on tour, and they set up stalls in a park and they all cook ribs and me and my friends go and we split up and buy ribs and then meet up and try all the ribs and decide which ones we like best.
  • Me: Oh, that sounds cool.
  • C: And then there's grilled corn, and funnel cake, and beer...
  • Me: Nice.
  • C: ...Basically, everything that's not good for you is there.
  • Me: What, even anger?
  • C: ...What?
  • Me: Anger isn't good for you. Do they have anger?
  • C: ...
  • Me: Like, they could have different types of anger. You go to one stall and they've got raw, mindless fury, while another has a long-lasting seething resentment. "I'll have one serving of umbrage, please, with a side order of vitriol."
  • C: You always do this.
  • Me: What?
  • C: I talk to you about something cool that I enjoy and you take it and turn it into some weird metaphorical thing that I don't understand. Stop it.
  • Me: Have a great Ribfest!

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  1. fuiru posted this