Mouth: 100mph. Brain: 50mph.
Apr. 24th, 2008 10:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lokifanWe were analysing "The Dungeon" by Samuel Taylor Coleridge in our group of four. Or, in fact, three of us were discussing boys and their incomprehensible love of violent sports (my love for Aussie Rules basketball aside) while the fourth member of our group, whose name in Ben, looked sad and uncomprehending.
LOKIFAN: Two of my friends are really into rugby - they're on their college team and everything - and it makes things confusing. I mean, I get the rules, but -
BRUNETTE RAPUNZEL: Ooh, they're rugby players! Are they hot?
LOKIFAN (brightly and helpfully): Yes! Very! Well, you can't make out with one of them, because I'm making out with him, and you can't make out with the other one because he's gay.
... Er...
But, yes! They're both hot.
BRUNETTE RAPUNZEL: *stares*
I try so hard to assist my fellow woman. Even when they have amazing waves of dark curls and do not need my assistance at all. A hundred lines for me: I shall learn to think before I speak.
LOKIFAN: Two of my friends are really into rugby - they're on their college team and everything - and it makes things confusing. I mean, I get the rules, but -
BRUNETTE RAPUNZEL: Ooh, they're rugby players! Are they hot?
LOKIFAN (brightly and helpfully): Yes! Very! Well, you can't make out with one of them, because I'm making out with him, and you can't make out with the other one because he's gay.
... Er...
But, yes! They're both hot.
BRUNETTE RAPUNZEL: *stares*
I try so hard to assist my fellow woman. Even when they have amazing waves of dark curls and do not need my assistance at all. A hundred lines for me: I shall learn to think before I speak.