I
talk to people all the time, and eventually the discussion gets around to “
so where do you live?”
Now, I have been through this as well as a few “
concerned retreats for disturbed citizens”
many, many times. But adhering to the axiom
“
always tell the truth, even if you have to lie
to do it”,
I fling caution to the wind once again, and I tell them
“I live on the moon”.
If they are visibly stunned…I just knock them down and take their stuff, otherwise, I just try
and not make that
loud irritating noise that wells up inside of me when a tense situation arises.
I LIVE ON THE GODDAMN MOON LADY! REMEMBER? WE CAN GO THERE? EVER HEAR OF A ROCKET SHIP? YOU GONNA EAT THAT?
…product of a Nodeshell Challenge issued past my bedtime by CentrX