I Think It's Funny

To wit: The boy doesn't think the velociraptor cartoon below is funny. I vote him WRONG.

Friday I got a phone call from a friend I've had since junior high. Years later, when we were seniors in high school, she came out from California to visit me here in Huntsville, and while she was here she met a lot of my friends. She also met the boy.

I didn't remember this, and I don't know how the conversation came up, but I was talking with the boy a few months ago, and he remembered her. Really? You remember a girl you met once or twice eighteen years ago? Impressive.

No, not impressive. Turns out they'd hooked up.

So after talking with her on Friday, and then telling the boy about talking to her (also on Friday), I remembered that he had told me about the two of them. This meant that I had to immediately call my girlfriend (because it amazed me that she remembered him too) to tease her relentlessly about her fling with my boyfriend.

Awesome. I thought the weird incestuous circle that is teen life in Huntsville applied only to the people living here, and not outsiders.

And I really do think it's funny.