ME: Now why did I write that? No one will want to read something sad.
YOU: Still self-defeating. What’s sad? I’m a tad curious.
ME: Something I read somewhere, but I can’t remember where, so it can’t be plagiarism, can it?
YOU: You’re asking ME?
ME: I got this metaphor in my head and can’t get rid of it unless I scoop it out on paper–er, the blog.
YOU: Well?
ME: It’s abut a tube of toothpaste.
YOU: Whooppee! I can’t wait.
ME: Well, this child was given a giant tube of toothpaste to do with as she pleased.
YOU: And what did she please?
ME: Squeezing it out.
YOU: Oh oh, won’t last too long that way.
ME: Yeah, that’s the problem. Once she squeezed it out she couldn’t get it back in.
YOU: So she was stuck, huh?
ME: Worse than that. She was EMPTY!
YOU: So she learned her lesson, huh?
ME: But what can she do with it? Don’t you see? She can NEVER NEVER NEVER retrieve it!
YOU: Tough tootie.
ME: You can say that again.
YOU: Tough tootie.