Situation: I’m on a chair, sitting across a table from my friend. His sofa is arranged back-to-back with another sofa occupied by a party of extremely high-pitched people.
Him: …and then after the revolution, obviously they addressed those issues…
Me: Dude, no, after the revolution there was a political void, and that meant more bloodshed.
Him: …and that’s what we need, is a revolution that removes these twits altogether…
Me: Dude, it doesn’t work that way.
Him: …and you know what else would change, we’d be able to get things like Kalabagh started…
Me: ? (Starting to realise he can’t hear what I’m saying)
Him: Y’know if we had mandatory conscription, we could break the army’s…
Me: Thank God you thought of that (rolls eyes)
Him: …like, the youth is totally getting out of hand, man…
Me: (Tentatively, while nodding seriously) Abby dooby, abby dooby
Him: Exactly. My cousin, he has a printing press in Multan…
Me: I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot no deputy (more nodding)
Him: …just like Hira Mandi. Fitnah — it’s everywhere, man! I don’t know if you watch Geo…
Me: (Shaking head) It ain’t easy being greasy
Him: …but y’know, conscription just means we have 10 times as many potential dictators…
Me: I pity the foo’! I pity the foo’!
Him: Haha…man, Mr. T was funny…”Quit yo’ jibba jabba!”…haha!
Me: (Smile, sip my latte, wonder how much of all that he heard)
Talking is so over-rated.
Lol. That’s one hilarious conversation….
Maybe he heard you but ignored everything you said. Pretty funny though.