Me: Oh, look, it's K ... and there's Roy. And oh god they aren't wearing pants!
Brain: Ooooh, yeah, sorry about that. I'm gonna need more lead time in the future if you want me to blind you temporarily.
Me: As killing brain cells has becoming something of a hobby of mine, I can't help but feel partially responsible.
Brain: We're good then?
Me: No, but you can make it up to me by coming up with a joke that's actually funny the next time I'm talking to a girl at a bar.
