I love hearing conversations between couples on the train.
Woman telling man about the book she’s been reading: “So then her boyfriend gets killed, right? So he’s dead.”
That is generally how it works, yes.
Woman: “So then she’s going through his stuff and she finds, like, a video of a woman chained to his bed, being tortured to death.”
Man: “Oh, a snuff film.”
Woman: “Yes–that’s what they called it! Wait. What does that word mean to you?”
Man: “Uh…snuff film?
Woman: “Yeah. You recognized that word. What does it mean to you?”
Man: “Um…well…a movie where a girl gets tortured and killed?”
Woman: “Yeah, but it’s fake.”
Man: “Well…no…I mean, sure, yeah, maybe.”
I don’t think that guy was looking forward to continuing the conversation at home.
(Also, I hope that I don’t get really odd spam out of the keywords in this post.)
