Would you like some orange?
No thanks, I don't eat orange.
How about a piece of friendship?
Is that also orange?
Yes.
The colour, or the fruit.
The fruit.
I told you, I don't like orange.
Not even if it's friendship?
Friendship tastes like rose petals.
What does orange taste like?
Death.
How about some death then?
No thanks, I don't like the taste of it.
So I've been eating death all these years?
Yes.
How come I'm not dead?
You are. On the inside.
No wonder I feel so cold when I look in the mirror.
5 comments:
Orange is my favorite color... That probably says something about me as a person.
My living room walls are orange! It's cozy. And not like a coffin.
I really really want a creamsicle now.
vicky- You should think of becoming an undertaker.
sybil - I don't believe you for a second it's not like a coffin. Just joking. Have you tried licking the walls?
No joke, I have a friend who feels that way about oranges, or anything orange. I really want to sneak into her house and, while she sleeps, take the pillow out of the pillowcase next to her and fill it with tangerines.
I finally have something for my bucket list.
You could die tomorrow. better get on that.
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