Friday, December 17, 2010
A young man speaking:
My grandma is kinda mostly sane. Sometimes.
The color commentator on a broadcast team covering a college football game:
The kid's got a good imagination. When he graduates, he wants to be a fictional writer.
I guess if you go around telling people you're a writer, but you don't write a word, then that would make you a "fictional writer." No?
Finally, a woman speaking with a young man who appears to be in a relationship with her son:
Woman: Does your mother smoke?
Young Man: No, she never has.
W: Does she drink?
YM: No, she never drank. But once when I was little I ate some of her brownies and... they weren't right.