Hay: Can I interest you in some cold toast?
Poppy: Probably not. Why do you ask?
Hay: I have some!
Poppy: Why?
Hay: I made toast and then got stuck talking to folks.
Poppy: You know we're not in the same building, right? Not even in the same town?
Hay: Eh? ... I could save some for you!
Poppy: Thanks? ... This conversation is so random it deserves to be on the blog.
1 comment:
I would love some cold toast. No one ever offers me anything good. Except one time, a guy in my office asked me if I wanted some peanut butter and jelly crackers because his kid forgot to take his lunch to school with him. That was a good day.
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