more conversations with the criminally insane
me: yonina, what does your shirt smell like? it smells very strange.
yonina: it smells like my whole body.
me: oh? and what does that smell like?
yonina (after several moments of deep thought): like a worm, i guess.
me: a worm.
yonina: yeah, a worm.
me (after several moments of deep thought): may i ask why?
yonina: well, because i know how to be a worm.
me: ....
yonina: you just lie down on the frunch room floor and go like this (shoves belly out, then thrusts out shoulders, then resumes neutral position and starts again)
me: ...
yonina: i like worms.
yonina: it smells like my whole body.
me: oh? and what does that smell like?
yonina (after several moments of deep thought): like a worm, i guess.
me: a worm.
yonina: yeah, a worm.
me (after several moments of deep thought): may i ask why?
yonina: well, because i know how to be a worm.
me: ....
yonina: you just lie down on the frunch room floor and go like this (shoves belly out, then thrusts out shoulders, then resumes neutral position and starts again)
me: ...
yonina: i like worms.
posted by fudge at 9:40 AM
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Worm Song lyrics
steg: yes, it is exactly like that, only more thoughtful.
tuesday: oh, so now it's milwaukee? it started with YOUR parents! i can't help it if it's not a real word!
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