Mar 08, 2010 00:00
So I was in the DC earlier and a girl near me was complaining about some guy not replying to her facebook messages.
liekomgfacebookgirl: Yeah, I left Scotty like 5 messages and he hasn't responded yet.
At this point I was sorely tempted to point out that maybe Scotty hadn't had time to check facebook since the messages had been left. In other words, maybe Scotty doesn't know. Then the rock band would materialize on the tables and break out into song, further proving my point.
"SCOTTY DOESN'T KNOW!! SCOTTY DOESN'T KNOW! DON'T TELL SCOTTY!! SCOTTY DOESN'T KNOW!!!!"
Then we would have a sexy party and they would finish my thesis for me. Then we would watch Star Trek, contemplate Decartes' concept of mind-brain duality and nerd the fuck out. I wish reality was more awesome once in a while.