*Friend and I doing homework when suddenly* Friend: I wouldn't mind being groped by a clown. Me: *pauses and blinks at friend* What? Friend: I wouldn't mind being groped by a clown. Me: …what? Friend: Clowns are creepy and all and most people are afraid of them, but I don't think I'd mind if I was at a carnival or something and a clown came up and honked my boob. Me: I don't…that's kinda messed up. Friend: Oh come on. *sings*~Honk honk the booby~. Like a clown nose? But a breast. It'd be funny. And sexy. Me: No. Hun…that's…no. That's wrong. I'm not sure why you would think that but it's a bit weird. Friend: *stares at me* Me: *stares back* Friend: It's not that weird. Me: It kind of is. Friend: Okay. Let's say a skeleton walked up to you and reached for your lady area. You'd let 'em, I know you would. Me: Would not! Friend: Would too. Me: I'm not sexually attracted to skeletons. I just find them aesthetically pleasing. And besides, that would be way different. Friend: Different how? Me: Clowns can rape you. Friend: Just adds to the excitement. The whole danger type thing. Supah sexy. Me: You get excited about the prospect of being raped? Friend: No, it's just the danger aspect. Like how girls like bad boys? It's exciting. Me: I can't believe you're trying to justify clown gropeage. Friend: You justified skeleton gropeage. Me: *stares* Friend: *stares* Me: I'm going to go back to writing my essay. Friend: Good idea.
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