I showed him the Post-it. “You see They’re from Lily.”
“Who’s Lily?”
“Some girl.”
“Ooh … a girl!”
“Boomer, we’re not in third grade anymore. You don’t say, ‘Ooh … a girl!’”
“What? You fucking her?”
“Okay, Boomer, you’re right. I liked ‘Ooh … a girl!’ much more than that.
Let’s stick with ‘Ooh … a girl!
