More from the endlessly entertaining Abercrombie billboard at Porter Square.
(Note: The exchange below makes more sense when you understand just how much Jorn hates sports--which is to say, so deeply and fiercely that no matter how much you yourself hate sports, you still will never truly understand the enormity of Jorn's hatred.)
Jorn: So Abercrombie is selling footballs now?
Me: No, they're still selling naked men.
Jorn: Ah. That's much less interesting to me.
Me: Wait, naked men are *less interesting* to you than *footballs*?
Jorn: Well, footballs can be thrown at the heads of your enemies.
Me: Uh-huh.
Jorn: I would have much more use for a football than I would for a naked man.
(I laughed so loud it echoed through the Square.)
(Note: The exchange below makes more sense when you understand just how much Jorn hates sports--which is to say, so deeply and fiercely that no matter how much you yourself hate sports, you still will never truly understand the enormity of Jorn's hatred.)
Jorn: So Abercrombie is selling footballs now?
Me: No, they're still selling naked men.
Jorn: Ah. That's much less interesting to me.
Me: Wait, naked men are *less interesting* to you than *footballs*?
Jorn: Well, footballs can be thrown at the heads of your enemies.
Me: Uh-huh.
Jorn: I would have much more use for a football than I would for a naked man.
(I laughed so loud it echoed through the Square.)
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Date: 2006-02-19 07:22 pm (UTC)From:And none for a football.
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Date: 2006-02-20 05:13 am (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2006-02-19 07:59 pm (UTC)From:Undignified giggle!
P.S. - Rox, give Jorn a hug for me. That was priceless!
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Date: 2006-02-20 05:12 am (UTC)From: