He: She’ll probably be crying all period.
Me: What?
Me: Who will?
He: My girlfriend. I mean my ex-girlfriend.
Me: Ex?
He: We broke up.
Me: Again?
He: But this time it’s for real.
Me: Why did you break up?
He: We weren’t combustible.
Me: Combustible?
He: Yeah…
Me: Do you mean compatible?
He: Yeah…that, too.
Me: I’m sure she’ll be fine.
(A few minutes later….)
She: Can I talk to you outside?
Me: Sure.
She: He and I broke up.
Me: I heard.
She: He said we weren’t combustible.
Me: Do you mean compatible?
She: He already has a new girlfriend!
Me: I’m so sorry.
She: I think I’m a lesbian!
Me: I wouldn’t jump to any hasty conclusions right now.
She: (Sobbing) I hate boys!
Me: I know just how you feel.
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