Tuesday, May 23, 2006

on the davinci code

my roommate and i were at the grocery store in the jam section and...

roommate: my dad likes apple butter. i don't get it.

me: well, to each his own. for instance, i hate the davinci code.

random girl who had been browsing the aisle next to us: oh god, isn't it horrible?

me: yeah! what a shitty book.

girl: fuck that book, AND that movie.

having made her point, the girl walks away. the end.

postscript: she was wearing the same golden girls t-shirt that i had, and i had resolved to dispatch of her, but then she redeemed herself in the jam aisle.

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