Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like … well, whatever.

Rocket Scientist dropped by my room last night, smirking.  “It’s an anniversary!” he proclaimed.  “Oh, yeah?  Of what?” I replied.

“It’s been six years since your ‘Prado Moment‘!”

I was very good.  Although my reponse is not repeatable in polite company, I did not actually throw anything at him.

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3 Responses to Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like … well, whatever.

  1. Unknown's avatar DataGoddess says:

    I'm impressed nothing was aimed at his head. You showed remarkable restraint!

  2. I admit, when he pointed out the anniversary to me (though not in quite the same way), I wondered if he'd been unthinking enough to do that.

    As usual, I admire the grace and skill with which you do not kill him. 🙂

  3. Unknown's avatar Pat Greene says:

    Dangerpudding: hee hee. 🙂

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