roadtrip conversations part two

10Aug10

- When was the last time you threw a plant pot of the balcony?
- Huh?
- Did something a little weird I mean.
- Yesterday.
- What?
- Yesterday.
- Yesterday ?! – you can’t just say ‘yesterday’ without elaborating.
- Yesterday I did something a little weird.
- Was it with that girl you are seeing from the pet shop, the one with the deranged dog that was raised by ducks and walks weird and has a bark that is kinda quack like?
- No.
- Well?
- I was sleeping.
- Sounds so weird already, do tell.
- I was sleeping and I had a dream. I dreamt that I was making love to my primary school teacher in front of all the other primary school kids. It was raining, but not outside, it was inside. The fire sprinklers were on, all the kids were watching and we were going for it like two porn stars on the front desk. She was speaking to me, her voice was soft, like a rustle of dry leaves, or that crackling sound when tinder takes light, there was music playing and I could hear other children laughing in the playground…
- OK that is weird. Forget about the plant pot-throwing thing. Yours takes the biscuit. And you’ve succeeded in scaring me a little.
- No prob. Are we there yet?

- No we’ve got hours to go…you want me to drive for a bit?

-No thanks.

- Jake and Jim –

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