Entry # 6 Too Long

Too long

“Hey you, it wasn’t too long for me, man.”
“I want to bong for you? Bro, I am not bonging for anyone. Who do you think I am? A bonger?”
“Bonging? What is your deal? Who told you anything about bonging? It’s always the same when dealing with you man, it’s impossible.”
“No it isn’t.”
“Come on, did you already forget what happened the other day? The big fight you started man?”
“Fight? Ah yes, the fight. But bro, that wasn’t my fault.”
“You were the one who misinterpreted the other guy, and since you are so hot tempered, you had to punch him in the face! Man, I’m telling you, it is hard to deal with you.”
“What was I supposed to do bro? I thought he’d said: ‘It’s the gay over there that’s causing the fire.’ ”
“No man, you’re nuts. He said it was the hay. You see, you have listening problems. Look, I just told you it was too long, and you started arguing about bonging man, you see? Get the point? You make assumptions too quickly. You also get upset too quickly. You’re like paranoid all the time.”
“Paranoid? Bro, it isn’t my fault that people these days don’t know how to speak clearly. It is a complete mess to have a conversation with someone. You think they call you ‘gay’ or they tell you to ‘bong’. Get my point bro?”
“You are wrong.”
“I know I’m strong, but bro, what does that have to do with this?”
“No! Man, you are WRONG. You’ve got listening problems, it isn’t that people can’t speak properly.”
“Ok bro, that is your point of view.”
“And the rest of the world’s point of view as well.”
“I don’t care, bro.”
“Ok, let’s talk about something else. Was that long for you?”
“Too long bro.”
“Too long?!”
“Too long bro, didn’t I just tell you that?”
“Yes, why do you get mad, man?”
“I am no madman bro! Why are you calling me a madman for? It was too long for me, if it wasn’t for you, then that’s fine, you don’t have to call me a madman! What’s your problem? Always trying to insult others. For Christ’s sake!”
“Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!”
“You laugh about it as well? You’re sick bro.”
“No, man, I asked you why you had to get angry?”
“Ok, angry, bro, it’s that I don’t like repeating myself, and bro, it was TOO LONG.”
”No it wasn’t, man”
“Yes it was bro, didn’t you see?”
“Yes indeed I saw it, but, it wasn’t long.”
“Are we talking about the same thing?”
“Yes man, we are, and I am pretty sure it was not long.”
“It was too long bro, too long for me at least.”
“Well, then, that’s another thing. For me, it was not long at all.”
“Not long at all. Who are you, Superman? Come on bro, it was TOO LONG?”
“No man, it was just a 3 hour exercise drill, which equals nothing. Long would’ve been 4 or 5 hours.”
“It was just a 3 hour drill. Long would’ve been 4 or 5 hours.”
“Why are you repeating me man? Do you want to be like me?”
“Yes bro, everyone wants to be Superman.”
“I am not Superman.”
“That is what you just told me bro.”
“No I didn’t. Why are you putting words in my mouth?”
“Just admit it bro, you think you are Superman.”
“No man, what are talking about?”
“I’m telling you that you think you are superman! Why do I have to repeat myself? The next time, it won’t be words I put in your mouth, but I’ll put this fist right through your forehead.”
“Come on, dare.”
“No man, who would dare fighting Superman! I need to get kryptonite.”
“Stop it man, I’m really losing my nerves.”
“Oh, how scary, Superman is losing his nerves. I’m going to have to run away.”
“Ok man, that’s it, you just crossed the line.”
“Bring it on bro!”Round 1, Fight!