We've got that weird thing going on...you know where you tend to refer to yourself as multiples and in the third person.
You can call us insane if you want, but then you'd be well in your right to do so. I'm clinically insane, but we'll not get into that...
I don't need much in life, give me a cat to sit on my lap, a good book, a hot cup of coffee, a pack of smokes and we're doing good. Why complicate it with all that other shit? The fast life and rat race subtracts from the good things...
But then that's always been our excuse...I'm a poor arse bum who is also the richest girl in the world if you view me through the right lenses.
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25 Jun 10
Him:
Right you are, Ken
Me:
Of course, Barbie...
Him:
Yes, that
Me:
No, this
Him:
If you insist
Me:
I do.
Him:
Ok, then in that case you can't possibly be correct
Me:
Why not?
Him:
Because I insist
Me:
Well then, I insist otherwise
Him:
Well then I'm wrong, you are incorrect
Me:
Mhm...I see
Him:
Negative, you're blind, we went over this last time
Me:
This is beginning to remind me of politics...
Him:
Useless exchanges that leads to nothing but superhuman powers and salads from Chernobyl farms? .. Sounds about right