(Written Friday, November 7th)
The following is a conversation that I have overhead in the past couple of minutes that I felt needed to be preserved in the public domain. It could well be of particular interest to my friend Cameron J Mason, who works as a teacher.
GIRL 1: Awwww, fuck! Fuck. Fucking shit!
GIRL 2: What is it?
GIRL 1: Have you found any of this shit? Fucking Australian serial killers? It's bullshit. You can't find anything.
GIRL 2: Who are you looking for?
GIRL 1: I don't know. Famous Australian ones? I got this site they gave me with fucking famous Australians but it's nothing. Fuck, I am so over this.
GIRL 2: Just... see if you can find a serial killer that you know.
GIRL 1: What?
GIRL 2: Y'know, see if you can find, like, on that site, a serial killer that you know the name of.
GIRL 1: I don't know any fucking serial killers!
GIRL 2: What, none?
GIRL 1: No. Do you?
GIRL 2: (pig-like snort) Yeah. Of course.
GIRL 1: Who?
GIRL 2: You know. Hannibal.
GIRL 1: Oh, right. (pause) Fuck, he's not on here this site is bullshit! Oh, shit, forgot we was in a library, eh?
GIRL 2: No, no, try this... Google.
GIRL 1: Aw, yeah. That one - Wikipedia! That'll have it.
GIRL 2: There, that's easy. So...
GIRL 1: Just copy it.
GIRL 2: This bit?
GIRL 1: The whole fucking thing.
GIRL 2: Right.
GIRL 1: Once we've finished this we can go watch a movie, eh?
GIRL 2: *Big sigh* Save.
Of course if you open up the wikipedia page on Hannibal Lector, the first half of the first sentence reads Hannibal Lecter, M.D. is a fictional character in a series of novels... which kind of gives the game away. Of course, the observant reader would have noted that the girls did not know said fictional cahracter's last name. Which means they opened up THIS page, which would explain the comment by one them, vis a vis "Fuck he's old"
I shall be using this blog entry as reference for when I read information that girls are, by their very nature, more intelligent than those of cursed by testicles.