Me, on the way home from a five day trip to Boston: “Well, back to reality…”
Bryan, rapping an Eminem song in response: “Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity. Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked. He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that easy, no. He won’t have it, he knows his whole back’s to these ropes. It don’t matter, he’s dope.”
Me: “Good talk, Bry. Thanks.”
