Conversations with the Brain Dead

After a botched attempt at coming up with "Comeback Fantasies" as a sequel to my previous post (the only blog-worthy one was mine: looking at the crater where our building used to be), I've decided to faithfully transcribe stupid conversations that I've been a party to.


Umbad: Of course my life improved after I stopped sleeping with my teddy bear
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Umbad: I hate pingpong. I can't stand balls being flung at my face.
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Einosk: (joking about how the word "unagi" sets Umbad to laughing uncontrollably)
Umbad: Hey, if you keep making that joke, I’m really going to get de-sanitised about this whole thing
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Then they start talking about Star Trek
Umbad: Personally, I’m really looking forward to the day when I can say, “Scottie beam me up..”
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Umbad: It was a highly sophisticated joke, I'm just sorry that you don't get my sense of humor.
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Umbad: Of course dogs are color-blind. It's not like they're going to be painters.
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Einosk: Why are poverty statistics like 'half of humanity lives on 2 US dollars a day?'. Why don't they say 400,000 rupiah? Then it sounds like a lot......... I'm not sure if I got the conversion right.
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Einosk: If the vet could treat him (office hamster) or perform surgery, we'd do it. But unfortunately, hamster science has not evolved to that stage.
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Raymond: (For bulimics at the end of dinner) Let's just pay up, and throw up.


And that's intellectual exchange.