Meanwhile, back at the hut…

Talking with someone who lives in a spacious two-story loft in San Francisco:

Her: I’m tired. Man, I wish my place had an elevator.

Me: Um, your place DOES have an elevator.

Her: Yeah, I meant I wish it wasn’t so far away.


Something Like That

While talking with someone about different religions:

Friend: Why are Jews called the Chosen People? Is it because Jesus chose to lead them out of Egypt?