Him: Man I wanna flip you like a flapjack.
Me: I’m on my way….
Him: No, what are you doing, no not for real. I’m just saying, you look good and if I was flipping flapjacks and a person could be a flapjack and you know, I could flip a person, then If that person was you, I would flip you. That is all.
Me: Oh, so you don’t want to actually flip me, you just want to say that the idea of flipping me is appealing and so is subway art, and so is the sun shining on roses, oh lol, my bad I get it.
Him: Well, why should I try to convince you that you are the one for me if you wouldn’t believe it, why try?
Me: ( In my best Benito Del Toro voice) But I said you could flip me. You could flip me for real.
Him: No sweetie, I talk about it, I don’t be about it. I’m just fantasizing out loud to you, about you.
Me: All lol, my bad entirely, no problem, enjoy yourself, I guess. I’m right here but you want to imagine me being with you not me actually being with you. Nice, okay, so I’m going to go over here then, where that dude is talking bout DOING things #living…..
Him: You are trife.
Me: Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm? Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?