KATHY: “Hey, D-D, how old am I?" 

D-D: "75." 

KATHY: "Oh shit, I was afraid of that! (pause) How old?" 

D-D: "75." 

KATHY: "Oh, shit! (pause) 95?" 

D-D: "75." 

KATHY: "Ah, shit. Well, I guess it’s better than the alternative. God, I’ll bet I live to be 95. Ewwwww.”

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