Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Chewing the fat

"Anyway, I like it now," I said. "I mean right now. Sitting here with you and just chewing the fat and horsing-"
"That isn't anything really!" Old Phoebe said.

She was trying to ask me what kinds of things I liked. But why can't someone just like sitting down and chewing the fat like I was. There's nothing wrong with just sitting around. In fact, I'd much rather do that than go out and watch a damn movie in the theatres or talk about phony things like movie stars and Corvettes.

I just like talking sometimes. Sitting and talking and chewing the fat.

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