Thirty-three

“Well, if I don’t see you before then, have a happy birthday.”
“Yeah, right.”
“Oh stop it, you’re not that old.”
“Hrmph.”
“You’re not doomed to be alone, you know.”
“Yeah, put that on my tombstone.”

On recreational Viagra

“What do you mean, it’s ‘not like superman?’”
“Well, it’s just a go-go-go thing, maybe bigger than usual…”
“I guess I’m not superman then.”
“It’s actually kind of annoying. Picture this:”

“Are you done yet?”
“I’m just trying to please you, baby.”
“You did. Twice. Twenty minutes ago.”
“But I want to again.”
“Get off me.”

“You have the [...]

Cancer smells funny.

“Why don’t I ever get to be on your blog?”
“Because we never have any interesting conversations.”
“Sure we do. Remember that time you told me about how cancer smells?”
“Cancer DOES smell. So does pseudomonas. They both reek.”
“See? This is an interesting conversation!”