August 10, 2009
#621: Superlative explain

He has dreams.
[Cueball is gesturing to Megan.]
Cueball: I was in this weird cross between work and my old house…
Which he’ll tell you all about.
He can speak French.
Or could in high school, anyway.
A little.
Cueball: Man, I knew all these tenses and stuff once.
His blog has four posts, all apologies for not posting more.
[Cueball is sitting at a desk, typing.]
Cueball: Sorry, I’ve been trying to think of stuff to put here.
He is
The least interesting man in the world.
[Cueball is sitting at a table. Megan and Ponytail are paying no attention to him.]
Cueball: I don’t always drink beer, but when I do, I stick to a glass or two. Any more and I feel sick.