Rambo plucked out a cigarette from his pack and asked, “Hey man, you’ve a matchstick?”
“Wouldn’t I have burned the world down already had I had a matchstick?” Burny said with a shrug.
“Eh! Whatever.” Rambo ignored.
“Do you know what is wrong with the world?” Burny hung on to being pissed off.
“No. And I don’t know because may be there is nothing wrong?” Rambo said while he managed to borrow a lighter from a passerby.
“To name one of many, it is You. Guys like you are wrong with the world; guys who cannot see the flaws.”
“Unh! Give me a break Burny. You are saying my optimism is bad for the world?” Rambo said and floated a smoke ring. Continue reading “You’ve a matchstick?”