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Comb my hair

Riding home on the bus I sat in front of a guy and a girl, both young adults. After hearing them laugh for about 2 minutes straight I decided to put my headphones on. As I was nearing my stop I took off my headphones just in time to hear this gem of a conversation:

girl: We’re becoming like the same person. We think the same things, say the same things. Just the other day we blew our noses at the same time! Isn’t that funny?
guy: Yeah, that’s funny.
girl: But I’m starting to get worried…
guy: Oh?
girl: This morning I woke up to her combing my hair.
guy: Oh.

I wish I could have stuck around to hear more.

Tale by Anonymous, posted on May 7, 2007, Tagged with , , ,

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