Little Bitty Eyes

Little Bitty Eyes

A Conversation I had a long time ago. Immediately after somebody we'd both just met leaves:

Larry: That guy told us his name, didn't he?

Me: Yeah. What was it?

Larry (thinking): That's why I asked. I don't remember.

Me: Me either. I think was distracted by his little bitty eyes.

Larry: He did have little bitty eyes, didn't he?

Me: I was wondering how he saw out of eyes that small.

Larry: Maybe he doesn't. Maybe he moves around like a bat.

Me: With Sonar?

Larry: Yep.

Me: It would explain why he drives a convertible.

Thirty to Forty-five minutes later

Larry: They were tiny, weren't they? Like doll eyes.

Me: The way I remember it, he was all forehead from nose to hairline with little plastic googly eyes glued on.

Larry: I was thinking something like those glass teddy bear eyes.

Me: How long have you been thinking about the little bitty eyes?

Larry: Since you brought it up.

Me: Yeah. Me too.