Friday, June 12, 2009

the transitive property

transcribed conversation from tonight:

me: really, i just wanted an excuse to eat ketchup. i want lots of ketchup. if i could eat ketchup alone,i would.

anonymous other: see, i could eat mustard alone.

me: ew, i couldn't.

anonymous other: well, i mean not ALONE. but like...without anything else.

me: essentially, we're all alone...always. in everything we do.

anonymous other: oh...

me: so, by the transitive property of ketchup, i am always alone.


















good night.

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