Cafes can be pretty pretentious places.
Actually you know who's really pretentious? Fast food places-
thinking we want the same things, the same atmosphere over and over
and over again. Or they're just smart and know that people are
boring, and need oxygen to live. Adrian and Lars walked into a
McDonald's now. They ordered black coffee and sat down at a table.
How have you been? Adrian said.
I've been well. Lars said.
That's good to hear. Adrian said.
It is. Lars said.
How have I been? Adrian said.
Ah yes, how have you been? Lars said.
Well, my dad died. Adrian said.
Oh, I'm sorry. Lars said.
No it's fine, I have an Oedipus
complex. Adrian said.
Oh, well that's a good thing then. Lars
said.
It is. Adrian said.
So how have you been? Lars said.
You've asked that already. In fact, we
just got done having that conversation not a moment before you asked
that question. Adrian said.
Ah, you are absolutely right. It must
just be filler because he's unsure how to continue. Lars said.
That might be right. Adrian said.
It probably is. Lars said.
Well at least you redeemed yourself by
being aware of why you said such a stupid thing by using your keen
ability to read. Adrian said.
Thank you, though technically that
wasn't me either. Lars said.
That is true. Adrian said.
This is true. Lars said.
I don't understand why people say 'this
is true.' This, during conversation, would seem to me to refer to
something that someone had said themselves. So if another person says
something that is true it seems more appropriate to say 'that is
true' because that, during conversation, would seem to me to refer to
something that someone else had said. Adrian said.
That is an astute point you pretentious
asshole. Lars said.
I assume you aren't talking to me so I
will say thank you. Adrian said.
Your welcome. Lars said.
Shall we move the conversation along
since it seems there is a struggle to create a segue? Adrian said.
We shall. What did you do last night?
Lars said.
I killed my father. Adrian said.
Ah, of course. How silly of me to ask.
Lars said.
Haha it does seem silly of you after
all you are a professor in Greek mythology and literature. Adrian
said.
I am. How embarrassing. Lars said.
It's okay. So what did you do last
night? Adrian said.
I watched two females have sex. Lars
said.
Oh. Adrian said.
One of them had a penis. Lars said.
Oh. Adrian said.
Yes, it was quite entertaining. Lars
said.
Did you pleasure yourself during?
Adrian said.
Of course I did. Did you? Lars said.
Not during obviously, but after of
course. I do have an Oedipus complex after all. Adrian said.
That is very true. Lars said.
Thank you. Adrian said.
For? Lars said.
Your correction. Adrian said.
Oh, it is no problem. You were
absolutely right and I now realize that everyone who says otherwise
of that point is an ignorant peon. Lars said.
Oh, well thank you you arrogant prick.
Adrian said.
It is now I who know you aren't talking
to me so I will say thank you. Lars said.
You are very welcome. Adrian said.
It was at this point that Robert
arrived on a small bike. It is probably important to note that Robert
is a chimpanzee who wears small human clothes including a very
amusing hat. If you picture it it should probably elicit a small
laugh or chuckle. I say probably important because I'm not sure how
he's important or even if he is at all.
Oh, hello Robert. Lars said.
Now it is important to note here that
chimpanzees cannot speak any human languages, including English, but
they are extremely intelligent and can recognize greetings. Robert
made several vocalizations in response to Lars's greeting.
Hello Robert. Adrian said.
Robert made the same vocalizations to
Adrian's greeting.
You know, I never did get your name.
Lars said.
I did not get yours either actually.
Adrian said.
My name is Kevin. Lars said.
It is very nice to meet you Kevin. My
is John. Adria- John said. Goddamn it. Their names are Kevin and
John. Goddamn it- I thought they were Lars and Adrian. Fuck.
Robert, understanding that these were
greetings, again began to make vocalizations. Of course Robert is a
chimpanzee and probably didn't understand that they're names were
different, but it seems he knew them before so perhaps he did know
their names were Kevin and John, but then again it seemed that Kevin
and John knew each other before this meeting yet they didn't know
eachother's names so perhaps Robert actually didn't know their names.
Can I ask something? Kevin said.
I don't suppose why not. John said.
Are we on some sort of psychedelic such
as mushrooms or lysergic acid diethylmine? Kevin said.
No. John said.
Oh thank god. Kevin said.
You're welcome.
We're on heroin. John said.
No that can't be possible. I think I
would remember if I had stuck a needle into my arm. Kevin said.
Are you sure? John said.
It was at this time that Kevin looked
down at his arm to see not one, not two, but three needles still
puncturing his arm.
Fuck, I didn't even get to drink my
black coffee. Kevin said.
Kevin then immediately died.
Well aren't you a fucking cliché. John
said.
Who are you talking to? Robert said.
I don't know. John said.
Wait- why the fuck did Robert talk?
Goddamn it. Well I guess that answers if he's important or not. Any
hypothetical or real talking chimpanzee would probably be quite
important. Well not necessarily. We would firstly need to know more
about Robert and secondly have to define important and what
constitutes importance. Either way how the fuck did I not know that
Robert talked?
John left.
Robert biked out.
Two full cups of very pretentious
lukewarm black coffee sat alone on a table.
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