I was talking to an acquaintance, who happens to be Italian, about books this evening -- he asked me what I thought of "Dante's Inferno" and I
told him that I haven't read it as it looks tedious.
That's all I said!!
I didn't say anything about his mother, I didn't bring up any knock-knock jokes, I didn't mention Hitler being entertaining or puppies being tasty, nor did I ask him why Glenn Beck didn't just fly the liberals to Mt Doom. I was on my best behavior, and now I'm a horrible person. What the fuck!!
That's all I said!!
I didn't say anything about his mother, I didn't bring up any knock-knock jokes, I didn't mention Hitler being entertaining or puppies being tasty, nor did I ask him why Glenn Beck didn't just fly the liberals to Mt Doom. I was on my best behavior, and now I'm a horrible person. What the fuck!!
