Don't you hate that?
What?

Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?

Me: I drew Mia on the back of some self-copying form. It is supposed to be Pulp fiction after all, right?


What?

Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?

Me: I drew Mia on the back of some self-copying form. It is supposed to be Pulp fiction after all, right?

