Holly wanders down the hallway, deep in conversation with her friend Sandy. That was when things started to get kind of amusing, and weird.

"Hey Hollz, what do you think of that new Math's teacher?"

"I think she's a total bore."

"Really? I wouldn't exactly think of her like that. I think she's rather pretty."

"I think you're thinking of the wrong bore, Sandy"

"Good, because it seemed like a rather nasty compliment, especially coming from you!"

"A what? To complement what?"

"What?"

"I don't know, I'm confused. Never mind. Let's change the subject."

"Fine, well I've been meaning to tell you. I have a goat back home that I really want you to meet."

"What! Why would I do such a thing?! It's cruel!"

"What on earth are you talking about?"

"I can't meat such an animal! I'd feel too guilty!"

"What, just to meet him? He's harmless!"

"Exactly! How could I possibly do such a thing? How could you even think of such a thing?!"

"Wow, if I knew you were going to be this worked up about meeting him, I wouldn't have asked. I was also going to ask if you wanted to come round for dinner afterwards, but I suppose not."

"I'm not eating him."

"Eating what!?"

"Your goat!"

"I'll never eat my goat. How could you think of such a thing!"

"How could you ever think of making me meat him! I'm out of here!"

And I storm out down the hallway. Later, I'll be bursting out laughing with Sandy, thinking about how weird homophones can be.