Friday, November 13, 2009

poor choices

BRAIN "Stomach, hey, what ya doin'?"

silence...

BRAIN "Stomach, come on.... pleeeaassseeeee, can we talk?"

STOMACH "I'm not talking to you... look what you've done... you've created a monster. Two cups of coffee today. TTTWWWOOOO!"

BRAIN "Look, I'm really sorry. Can you forgive me?"

silence

BRAIN "Come on, I screwed up, I love you stomach. We are a team. Please. I need you."

STOMACH "Look - you gotta get control up there... she is running amuck because of you. Get her back in line, or I won't talk to you anymore. Do you hear me... no more discussion... this means no more coffee.... none - this has to stop."

silence

more silence

BRAIN "Can I think about it?"

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