wait, what?Posted: July 4, 2008 | |
Cars sped by the sidewalk in front of the bar, their drivers clearly lost in their own worlds of bluetooth headsets and radio talk shows.
A man took a drag from his cigarette. It was his third that night.
His friend, standing next to him, held a lukewarm beer.
He stated, nonchalant and unintentionally deadpan, “After all, something so preposterous as a flying elephant can’t possibly be in my backyard.”