Eli: Uh . . . Skylar?
Eli: Can you please explain to me what is happening here?
Skylar: What are you looking at?
Eli: A picture of the two of us from that party last night.
Skylar: What about it?
Eli: Well, someone just texted it to me. And I'm wondering what the hell is going on with you in this picture.
Skylar: Oh, I was very sweaty because it was hot and for some reason I had decided to wear a cable-knit sweater even though I knew it was going to be 100 degrees inside that apartment. I had also not been feeling very well and had a rash on my--
Eli: No. I'm not talking about your sweating. Or rash. I'm talking about the face you're making in the picture.
Skylar: Was I making a face?
Eli: I'm not really sure what you were doing. It almost looks unintentional.
Skylar: Ohhhhhhh. I just remembered. This was the silly face picture we took together.
Eli: What silly face picture we took together?
Skylar: We were just sitting there talking and someone was like "say cheese!" so we made silly faces.
Eli: No, we didn't. Nobody ever suggested a "silly face" picture. Also, we're grown men. I haven't been asked to pose for a "silly face" picture since at least 1996.
Skylar: I guess I just assumed it was a silly face picture because those are so much more fun than just boring smiling pictures.
Eli: I'm not even sure if you can call whatever is happening to you here a "silly face."
Skylar: What do you mean?
Eli: It looks like you are having a stroke. In an anti-gravity machine. While pooping your pants.
Skylar: Ok, let me see that picture . . . WHAT THE HELL!?
Eli: Exactly. WHY are you making that face?
Skylar: I LOOK LIKE A CRAZY PERSON NEXT TO YOU! EVERYONE IN THE ROOM PROBABLY THOUGHT I WAS INSANE! I THOUGHT YOU WERE MAKING THAT FACE TOO!
Eli: No. I would never do that to my face.
~It Just Gets Stranger