Of course, in San Francisco, where this story takes place, this is everyday small talk*:
J: I have a good story.
Mighty Girl: Tell it.
J: I’m not sure if it’s really acceptable dinner conversation.
Mighty Girl: Oh, who cares? Tell it.
J: OK. So my balls were really itching, right?…
(from the January 13th entry in Margaret Berry’s blog, Mighty Girl.)
* I kid, I kid.
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