I have a lot of random conversations through the interwebs, here’s a piece of one.
Her: “You wouldn’t believe the sorts of weddings people try to hire me for.”
Me: “Oh, such as?”
Her: “Picture a bride in a dancehall girl getup with goggles and a sword with copper tubes on it.”
Me: “Ok, pictured.”
Her: “And another one where they all dressed up like that cowboy space show where they all wore brown.”
Me: “So you turned down a steampunk wedding and a Firefly wedding.”
Her: “Hell yes, too freakign weird for me.”
Me: “You’re a morlock. Plain and simple, straight up morlock.”
Her: “What the hell is a morlock?”
Me: “*sighs* somebody that can’t figure out google.”
*wanders off to beat head on wall*
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