"If you were a colour, what colour would you be?" asked Stu randomly.
"Uhm...red?" replied James.
"Why?"
"I dunno, because I like red?"
"That's no answer! You have to think about it!"
"Well, I don't know! What do you think my color would be?" James said, getting frustrated.
"Well, if you found a ten-pound note on the street what would you do?" Stu asked.
"Keep it."
"What if it belonged to someone else?" asked Rob.
James scowled. "Well, I found it! And I'm not going to ask around all day if someone dropped a tenner."
"You have a bagel, what do you do with it?" asked Stu suddenly.
James blinked, confused. "Eat it, of course."
"A man comes up to you and tells you the bagel is poisonous, what do you do?"
"Stop eating the bagel."
"The man takes the bagel from you and eats it, and it turns out its not posionous."
"So he stole my bagel! I want it back!" James declared furiously.
"But the bagel is half-eaten and covered in saliva."
"Throw the bagel at his head."
"The man turns into a bagel."
"Why did the man turn into a bagel??" Rob interupted, but he was ignored.
"Eat the bagel-man!" James answered.
"The bagel man blows up!"
"Um… I get horrible third-degree burns."
"Red!" Stu shouted.
"What?" James asked, confused.
"Third degree burns are red. So you would be red!"
"Well, okay then." James rolled his eyes as he ended up back where the ridiculous conversation had started.
"You know, Stu, it's scary when you start to kind of make sense," Rob laughed.
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