My kind of weird.
I am talking to Gaz, who is sitting in a red throne-like chair with a red and black jesters hat on his head. He's wearing an oversized sweatshirt and is waving a pencil around like maybe its a scepter.
Me: So yeah, and thats why i think this guy my roommate is dating is really weird...
Gaz: But just think, to you and Taryn he may be a bit strange, but to someone else he could be perfect.
Me: Yeah i guess thats true. But Gaz, i'm so glad you're normal.
Gaz: Whats normal? I mean you're saying that to a guy with a jesters hat on. Remember our first date?
Me: Of course i do - it was nor---oh wait it wasn't normal at all!
I list his first date weirdness and he lists mine.
Gaz: I don't think anyone is normal, i think people are just different kinds of weird. Stephanie I'm glad you're my kind of weird.
Me: So yeah, and thats why i think this guy my roommate is dating is really weird...
Gaz: But just think, to you and Taryn he may be a bit strange, but to someone else he could be perfect.
Me: Yeah i guess thats true. But Gaz, i'm so glad you're normal.
Gaz: Whats normal? I mean you're saying that to a guy with a jesters hat on. Remember our first date?
Me: Of course i do - it was nor---oh wait it wasn't normal at all!
I list his first date weirdness and he lists mine.
Gaz: I don't think anyone is normal, i think people are just different kinds of weird. Stephanie I'm glad you're my kind of weird.