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Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Fake dialogue: shoelaces

PRODUCER BILL Oh, my god, I want to kill myself.

JONATHAN, THE MAN I WISH I COULD BE Face it, dude. You want to kill yourself when your shoelace is untied.

BILL But why?

JONATHAN Because it isn't perfect. Every time you have to use the correction fluid it's still a blemish.
(PAUSE)
I had a better way of putting this once, a long time ago, but it has long been lost.

BILL It feels like all the blemishes are building up and up and up...

BILL AND JONATHAN IN UNISON ...higher and higher and higher.

JONATHAN Yeah, but there are BILLyuns and BILLyuns of blemishes out there, and they aren't all yours.

BILL There could be billions and billions of memos in everybody's inboxes combined but my memos are bigger than everyone else's, my box is bigger than anyone else's, and the stack is the biggest one. And, I can't even really see how I measure up. I just have to guess.

JONATHAN Right.

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