Scene: Cafeteria, getting coffee. Woman near the cream and sugar, talking to her friend. Both strangers to me. Woman is somewhat on the largish side.
Woman: … not until I decide what I’m going to do. After all, everybody knows the world revolves around me.
Me (interjecting a random observation): That would make me a satellite.
Woman: Yes. But once I lose some weight, you will be able to escape my gravitational pull.
Me: …

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