so the other day i was babbling down the road not realizing i was talking to myself a large native guy, more than likely homeless as well. he stunk hadn't shaved and his hair was matted. he even had some sort of cheap beer in his hand, some sort of crap you can get here in Alberta. in any case he decided talking to me out of no where was a good idea. he wanted to ask me questions tell me jokes i didn't know why he thought i would be interested. then it hit me he thought i was crazy. i was talking to myself i understand that but who doesn't. so i played a little head game with him it wasn't fancy or crazy i just repeated things i was saying in different arrangements. eg. why is the sky blue? the sky is blue? blue is the sky? in between these sentences i paused for a second and allowed him to answer. unsurprisingly he gave me a different answer every time. the first was i don't know... the usual i assume... the second was yes. the third was a question, what? so i answered with because your a liar sir good day. as i strolled along joyfully knowing that i just either pissed off some random guy to the point of profoundness, or that at least now i believe he will think twice about talking to random strangers. i just wish that computers wouldn't learn things on their own and fucker up my damn typing.
i say good day to you all.