going home from someplace near... one way... detour... we had two choices: left and right... thrice, we made the wrong choice and circled the globe, so to speak...
me: 'ah, i know! next time, when you say right, i'll go left and when you say left, i'll go right...'
friend: 'next time, i'll keep quiet... i won't talk anymore...'
me: 'no... how would i know where to go if you don't say anything? you have to say something so i could take the opposite direction...'
; p
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