the year is 2067. am elderly woman sits in a hover-rocker at the local care home. she’s nodding off to sleep when a voice says, “hey, i like your shoelaces.” the woman opens her eyes, confused. shoelaces? shoes stopped having laces decades ago. she stares at the grey haired lady in front of her for a long quizzical minute before it hits her. a large, dentured smile spread across her face and she replies:
“thanks. i stole them from the president.”
Can someone please explain this?
The innocence.
Awe children, they just don’t know anymore.
What do you mean innocent. This has nothing to do with innocence.
you come into my house and make me read this with my own two eyes
it’s all you americans talk about… liminal space this… cryptid that
america is big, we got.,.,.,. its a lot happening here
barkeep: whatll it be fellas
fella 1: give me a bloody mary
fella 2: bloody mary
bloody mary in the mirror behind the bar: come on come on come on
fella 3: ill have the same
after a long day of work i accidentally greeted someone with my reflex customer service “hey how can i help you” and without missing a beat he accidentally said “hey what can i get ya” (he works at starbucks) and that was the closest i’ve ever felt to someone
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