Sometimes I feel I
should just go over to the elephant and ask, “You like me, don’t you?”
At least that way I’ll
know I’m not crazy.
I swear I’m going
crazy. More than the ‘do you or don’t you’ poser of a lifetime, it’s my Pavlovian
response to you that is cause for much worry. Cues to you assault me day in and
out.
Then there’s the lack
of will power or any sort of decorum. You turn me into a puddle. And that is
embarrassing on so many levels.
Then I realize, “Who
am I kidding here?” You are the sifu. Houdini could learn a trick or two
from you. When have I ever received a straight answer?
All I'd get from you is, "Is this a trick question?"
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