If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.
This is perfect.
|me:||*notices a cab that just so happens to be the modern make of a chevy impala*|
|me:||is that what impalas look like anymore? that's an awful looking car.|
|dad:||you know, impalas used to be really nice cars. my friend had one when i was younger|
|me:||what year was the model?|
|dad:||uhh, '67 i think, with a really nice black paint job. yeah, they used to be beautiful cars, huge with four doors. then they modernized it and turned it into that *points to new impala* you have no idea how nice this car was|
|me:||i know how awesome impalas are, i want one really bad. well a classic anyway.|
|dad:||i remember one time, he was gonna sell it... i think he kept it though. i should've bought it.|
|me:||why didn't you?|
|dad:||he moved away or i didn't have enough money, i don't remember.|
|dad:||come to think of it, i didn't see him much|
|dad:||i don't know, he liked road trips a lot. he always came back after some time but he was gone a lot.|
|me:||what was his name?|