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Carpool Conversations with Charrina

I’m starting a new sub ‘blog, titled: Carpool Conversations with Charrina. Most days that we carpool into to work are mundane. Our conversations are run-of-the-mill what’s on the to-do list, etc. Every once in a while, at least in the past month, we can have some interesting convo.

We were discussing the human condition, that people are crazy – both genders, all walks of life.

WCP: “Aiight, Lamp. B**ches be cray.”
‘los [I refuse to refer to my moniker of Lamp]: “Correction. Everybody be crazy. Normal is only a setting a Whirlpool washing machine.”
WCP: “I’m with that.”
‘los: “So we need a gamut, a range of cray.”
WCP: She pauses, “Whatcha thinking?”
‘los: “On the Crazy-Hot Matrix it’s 2-10 but for our discussion purposes, let’s bookend it with 1-10 with 0 not being a possibility as we agreed everyone is crazy.”
WCP: After a nod of acknowledgement, “Cool.”
‘los: “1 is your garden-variety, slightly zany, mostly dingy, fluffy bunny cupped in your hand crazy or cray. And 10 is your tied-spread eagle to a four-poster bed, soaked in gasoline, then set on fire, SNAPPED kinda of crazy.”
WCP: “And then there’s every level in-between.”
‘los: “Precisely.”

Days later…

[Comments after discussing a situation that WCP had been notified of] WCP: “Damn, Lamp. That bitch be four-poster cray!”
‘los: “Excuse me?”
WCP: “Ten! Level ten.” 
‘los: “Right, right.” Realizing this is Charrina’s shorthand in speaking. “Four poster!”

Guess you had to be there

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