I’m in the Art section of Borders, and I walk in on a conversation that’s just starting between some guy who’s failing miserably at hitting on a college girl…
Guy: “You look like you’re angry.”
Girl: “You can tell I’m not angry, because I’m not sketching.”
“You sketch when you’re angry?”
“Yeah. If I’m mad at somebody, I draw a picture of them on a bus heading to hell.”
“Hell?”
“Sometimes Ohio.”
(pregnant pause) “Have you ever thought that might be a serious sign of a repressed mental illness?”
“Maybe. But, I really hate Ohio.”