raining on my parade

i was on the phone with someone yesterday and we had this exchange:

me:  'he sang to me in japanese...'

guy:  'voltes 5?

♩ ♪  tatoe arashi ga hukou tomo  ♫ ♬'

me:  'heh!  not that!'

guy chuckles.

me:  'he also said he wanted to write me a poem but his mind wasn't working.'

guy:  'oh, really?'

me:  'yup.  he's tired.  then he said my shirts were beside him when he slept.'

guy:  'maybe those shirts belonged to your ex?'

me:  'hello!  i'm not that crass!  they're mine...  he slept with my shirts by his side...'

guy:  'and then his saliva drips on them.'

huh?!

ugh!  some people just like to spoil your joy...  >: (

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