Sam: “Hey Fred, how do you like this?”

Fred: “Oh yea, that’s something.”

S: “Well, at least it ain’t nothing.”

F: “Yea that’s true. It sure is something.”

S: “Well whaddaya mean, ’something’?”

F: “Ahh it’s nothing.”

S: “Nothing? How can it be nothing when you just said it’s something?”

F: “It’s nothing.”

S: “What do you mean?”

F: “Well…it’s nothing big.”

S: “Nothing big? So then what is it?”

F: “Don’t worry. It’s small.”

S: “Small? Like how small?”

F: “It’s small. Like nothing big.”

S: “How small? Small small?”

F: “There’s no such thing as small small, there’s just small and that’s what it is.”

S: “But how small is it?”

F: “I dunno. It’s small. I don’t know nothing about measurements of ’small’ and what the inventor of ’small’ had in mind but I know it’s small.”

S: “Great. First is was something, then it ain’t nothing, then it was nothing big and now it’s small but you don’t know how small.”

F: “Yep.”

S: “Really?”

F: “Yep. It’s something.”

The end.

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