Have you ever been pissed at someone close to you? I have. And have you ever moved past the argument, but you just weren't ready to hug it out yet and be all happy and huggy? Me too. Happened just the other night.
Me and Ol' Boy had a little spat. Nothing big, really, and I was over the argument itself, but I wasn't exactly in the makin'-up frame of mind, if I ain't bein' too subtle.
We had tickets to a ball game later that evening, and I told him to just go by himself. I said that I could do with a little alone time. He said he didn't want to go without me--if I wasn't going, then he wasn't going. Sheesh! I hate wasted money, so I said I'd go. But believe me when I tell you I was not warm and fuzzy.
So there we were. In the car. Making the 10-minute drive to the ballpark.
And then I saw it. Out of the corner of my eye. It was friggen hilarious. Any other time, I'd have said, "Pull over! Get out your phone! [I still have my cheap, crappy, mostly useless phone, you see.] We have a winner!" And we would've laughed together over the ridiculousness of this MAGICAL THING.
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| You can't see this and stay pissed. I tried. |
But I was busy being a stone cold be-yatch, so I stared straight ahead as we sat there at a stoplight.
And then...I felt his elbow nudge my elbow. "Hey. You gotta see this. Look over there." I couldn't not smile anymore. He saw it. I saw it. And it was funny. We laughed. I had planned to stay pissed all night and teach him a lesson, but there it was...the FUNG SHWAY STYLES. Not only does it--apparently--bring style that merges Heaven and Earth to St. Louis, but it also builds bridges between people.
Anyway, we're Kool & The Gang now, all thanks to FUNG SHWAY STYLES.
So there's my Kryptonite: if you ever say "Fung Shway Styles" to me, I'm helpless.
For the record, I also cannot resist, "Rocket science is when the scientists find out things about outer space":
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