I contend my reading was more salient
Talking about someone named V, who a friend knows and who may be but probably is not the V that I knew (and disliked) years ago.
me: The thing I remember about V is the time he came to class wearing tight white shorts with nothing under them. It was quite something. He wore a tight white shirt, too, but that was less memorable.
friend: Was he big?
me: I don’t really remember.
friend: Come on. You have to remember that.
me: Friend, I was 17! I had no basis for comparison.
friend: well, was he tall and skinny like A, or more S’s size.
me: Oh. You mean that kind of big.
September 29th, 2006 at 11:17 pm
It’s like white t-shirt contest on a whole ‘nother level.
September 30th, 2006 at 1:03 am
Wait. You two weren’t talking about the same thing? It sounds like you were to me.
September 30th, 2006 at 1:23 am
Shelly, but at least you choose to spectate at the contest, here I was just trying to go to class.
Sheepish: Not so much, no. We found it very funny.
I didn’t specify, but A and S were her exes, and I only ever saw them clothed.