You: Good morning
Stranger: It's night here. But good evening.
You: Are you sure?
Stranger: Um, I think so... I guess someone could've just put a black tarp over my house and fooled me though.
You: That would suck.
Stranger: It might insulate my house and make my heating bill go down.
Stranger: So that could be good...
You: The tarp could keep in the heat.
Stranger: Yes! I'm glad you see the logic.
You: You're a genius.
Stranger: All that cabbage I boil for the orphans and the steam just goes to waste. Not any more.
Stranger: I'm going to ask Santa for black plastic this year just on your suggestion.
You: :D
Stranger: Do you have orphans?
Stranger: They keep a pretty tidy house, you know.
You: Nope, I have mutated goats.
Stranger: Goats already have square pupils.... what has made them more mutatated than that, pray tell?
You: They have no legs. Only long, muscular tails that they use to move around.
Stranger: Snake-like goats? You must some sort of mad science genius.
Stranger: Or just have a thing for goats and want to keep them close.
You: Nope, I think it's inbreeding.
Stranger: Really? Goat brotherly love. Well, who am I to judge?
You: Yes, it truly is a peculiar matter...
Stranger: Are those your own animals?
You: Yes.
Stranger: Do you have a diabolical plan this morning or are you just going to let fate run its course?
You: I think I will build a giant laser in my backyard today.
You: What are your plans?
Stranger: I was just going to finish a bottle of red wine, but now you've inspired me. Perhaps I will work on knitting a cover for your laser. To keep away prying eyes, you know.
Stranger: I don't want your neighbors to call the authorities or anything.
Stranger: We're in this together now.
You: What will the cover look like? It will have to blend in with snow.
D: I don't know if he's playing along or if he thinks I'm being serious.
