[....there is no possible way to answer that question directly without potentially putting my foot in it with enough enthusiasm to kiss my brand spankin' new extremely literal, extremely expensive kicks goodbye.
This is what artful insincerity is for. Not the deep irony kind. The casual, day-to-day, off-the-cuff you-know-and-I know-and-you-know-I-know kind.]
Fantastic. Couldn't have picked a better date.
[Perfect. That works nicely off our past mistakes with Jake English, sets up a little solidarity.]
We even got our own third wheel.
[I jerk a thumb back at John's gargantuan(ly useless) abomination, which is bringing up the rear (fuck, goddamnit, no, not that kind) as we speak.]
[This Is Stupid]
This is what artful insincerity is for. Not the deep irony kind. The casual, day-to-day, off-the-cuff you-know-and-I know-and-you-know-I-know kind.]
Fantastic. Couldn't have picked a better date.
[Perfect. That works nicely off our past mistakes with Jake English, sets up a little solidarity.]
We even got our own third wheel.
[I jerk a thumb back at John's gargantuan(ly useless) abomination, which is bringing up the rear (fuck, goddamnit, no, not that kind) as we speak.]