This morning, while doing our daily early constitutional around our leafy park, we stopped to pet/sniff/play with two dogs that sat with their owners near a bench. We were exchanging the usual friendly dog-owner banter about breeds and playfulness and these sorts of things when a black bug flew by, sort of lazily. This was the conversation that ensued:
Guy on Bench: Whoa... are you seeing that bug? That really weird-looking bug?
Chick on Bench: Yeah...
Guy on Bench: That's like a really weird kind of bug, man.
Chick on Bench: Like the kind that fly inside your head and eat your brain?
Me: (sarcastically, playing along) Yeah, I hate that kind of bug.
Guy on Bench: (blinks.)
Chick on Bench: (blinks.)
Guy on Bench: No, it's really weird cause it's one of those bugs that looks like that futuristic aircraft, you know?
Chick on Bench: (nodding.) Yeah. Yeah.
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