 Irish eyes || Nanny McPhee
That last bit caught him off guard. "Sorry? You thought your friend was a zombie?"
Huh.
"First off, how did you intitially think your friend was a zombie, and second, how did you arrive at the conclusion that your friend was not a zombie?"
Oof ... that made his head hurt.
Ah. Soccer. Something else he knew. Not that he ever played, but he knew of the sport and how it was played. "Well ...I'm not exactly a soccer ball, but if you're still interested in hanging around outside ... would you um ... wanna go for a walk somehwere?"
Nice Murray. Way to sound like a rambling idiot. |