[ FF ] Staircase Wit ( 250 words )

`` Maybe if you just did what you were supposed to, you would n't be so disappointed with your life!'' she practically shouted. The argument had thus far been in a hushed whisper, but she'd suddenly lost it. Her face flushed in embarrassment. Everybody in the party was glancing our way. Mine, however, was a mask of glory. The words streamed from my mouth like poetry, the perfect sentence to win this and any argument in the future. 
 
 `` That's not what your mom said!'' I yelled in victory. The entire room erupted into applause, all men and women giving me a standing ovation. Children seemed confused, unable to comprehend the perfection of the words I proclaimed. Many people were crying, the beauty of my flawless finish overpowering their emotions. A few men were passed out, their pants soiled in all the excitement. My girlfriend's face became so crimson that the light fixture on the ceiling shone on it, casting a light red glow on the walls of the room. I smirk and mutter to myself, `` That's not what your mother said.'' I guffaw and swagger out the door, girlfriend in tow with her head down in defeat.
