26 February 2012 - unrequited and unrequired

Depressed: I understand it now.
Weird: Me too!
Depressed: There are two kinds of love, unrequited and unrequired.
Weird: All that matters is to just be crazy.
Poet: Go to the park and talk to whoever’s walking a dog.
Depressed: No, a person who already has a dog wouldn’t care about me.
Weird: My cloud goes to eleven!
Poet: But “Love Potion No. 11” doesn’t scan.