a conversation (version 2.0)

So E & I have been spending much time gossiping & giggling. It seems like there is a drama explosion right now, between what we are experiencing personally and the dramas of our friends. If it were Dawson's Creek, it would be brilliant, but the whole real life dimension & fallout is not the best. The best dialogue of the night:

E: So, at least our dramas don't involve sexually transmitted infections.
Me: Or fetuses.
E: Although...no, actually, I'm not going there.
Me: Going where?
E: Well, I was going to observe that fetuses could be construed as an STI...
Me: E!!!!
E: That's why I didn't want to go there, but you insisted! I am innocent!

There you have it, folks, E (not me!) hates babies. . . and freedom.