my dad, relating sartre's probable words if he were currently alive and trapped in his coffin: m'aide. [mispronounced]
me: *confused* mayday?
my little sister: isn't that, like, a day in may?
mom: look! It's the great wall!
dad: or at least a representation of it.
me: *simultaneously* except actually, it's just a picture.
me: *confused* mayday?
my little sister: isn't that, like, a day in may?
mom: look! It's the great wall!
dad: or at least a representation of it.
me: *simultaneously* except actually, it's just a picture.