Hello MKP, this is Gigantor. Please call me back immediately if you know where the red thing that goes on the bottom of the Christmas tree is. Thanks! Bye. *click*
Keep in mind that I haven’t lived at home in 2.25 years and haven’t been home when the Christmas tree was acquired or dismantled in probably 4-5 years.
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G: So, my theater friends and I like to joke about how sheltered we are by making fake drug deals with incorrect measurements. Like "Get me a league of meth."
M: You guys are weird. But you could have a league of meth – or you could have a line of coke that was a league long.
G: …But it would have no volume. A league is a measurement of distance.
M: What if the line was just like, one granule wide. That’s practically two-dimensional.
G: It would still have volume!
M: Fine. What if you had a cubic league, like a league wide by a league long by a league deep. Of heroin.
G: That would be an insane amount of heroin. None of us could afford that.
M: Now you’re just being difficult.
G: But I have volume.