The Art of Conversation...

...is dead to me now.

I find it harder and harder to have a normal conversation nowadays. I had this one with friend after he succeded in irritating me with a 'Crazy Frog' impression...

Me: Dude,  stop that, or I swear, I am gonna kick you so hard, it'll take a team of surgeons to get my foot outta your ass...

Him: Why?

Me: What?

Him: Why would you wanna put your foot up an ass? Incredibly dirty place to put a foot, don'tcha think?

Me: Well, I can always wash my feet...The butt, on the other hand, is gonna end up pretty sore, something that can't be so easily fixed...

Him: You can always go to a doctor...

Me: Yes, but fixing it involves a lot of pain and embarrasment, which is the motive for the foot-stuffing in the first place...Just imagine how embarrasing it might be to go ask your doctor to stich your ass up...

Him: ...

Me: Pretty damn embarrasing...

Him: I'd imagine a lot of gay guys have that problem...

Me: -_- ...I'd imagine they use something...

Me: You know, that novadaine or duragel or something?

Him: Novocaine?

Me: No, that's what dentists use...

Him: It's the same thing, Mahendra Vatsa mentioned it...the gel stuff...

Me: The same stuff that dentists put on their hands... 0_0

Him: ...eew...imagine a gay dentist...using the same jar of gel for two VERY different purposes...

Me: Dude, please...why won't he buy another jar, if he was so inclined to use it for err...personal use?

Him: Yeah right, imagine him asking the chemist guy...'I'd like two jars please...one for the clinic..and one for...er...*cough*...Home....'

Me:...

Me: You are one sick SOB...you know that, right?