
So I was talking to my Japanese girlfriend that other day, and the fact that she doesn't really exist came up, and there was this awkward silence.
And after a while I said, "But it's cool, ya know?"
"Soo desu ka?" she replied.
"Yeah. I mean, we never have to fight. And I never have to buy you stuff and-- what?"
"Pathetiku desu nee," she demurely interjected.
"Well yeah. But it's not like anybody knows I have an imaginary Japanese girlfriend."
"Anta wa baka."
Now I felt more than a little upset. "Hey, don't judge me!" I yelled.
"Baka!"
So I had to break up with my imaginary Japanese girlfriend.
Why one has to break up with fantasies? I wonder.
ReplyDeleteI don't know how to break it to you... but she's been two timin' on ya... She's also my imaginary girlfriend and I imagined her first!
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