Tuesday, September 20, 2016

She wanted footnotes whispered sweetly in her ear.


There was a girl who loved David Foster Walace. Sure, she had boyfriends with "Infinite Jest" on the bookshelves, but she actually read it.

She read it, and wanted a man who could talk like David Foster Wallace to her.

She searched and searched, but everyone she met talked like bad comments on a blog no one bothered to read. Sure, they could talk first-person-shooters, but she wanted more.

She wanted footnotes whispered sweetly in her ear.

So she never found anyone.

Laslo would know where to go from here.

I am The Replacement Laslo.


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