Slap Me! Slap Me!Spank me?
You Freakin Sadist!
What do you mean it's all about me? How can you say that when all I want is to dance?
You Can't HANDLE the Truth!
We live in a world that has walls. And those walls have to be guarded by people with strength. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Gupta? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep and you curse me. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, is the truth... But, you don't want the truth. Because deep down, in places you don't talk about at Sangeets, you want me on that wall. You need me on that wall. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a girl who dances and prances under the very roof I provide, then questions the manner in which I provide it! I'd rather you just said thank you and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a dust cloth and get to work. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you're entitled to! ~ ASR-Jessep
OK Folks
Your nephew/cousin/brother/grandson just told me he wants some peace and quiet. Said he doesn't like noise blah blah blah. But, I didn't understand that, because I like Sangeets and goats more. When he said all that, I think he was doing that thing he does, you know.. the one which brings in lots of money to keep this big ole roof over your heads, and food on your table? That thing. Anyway, I think we should just say "eff you' and try and change his mind anyway. Now, here's the plan. All of you be REALLY REALLY quiet, and don't speak. If you do that, I'll pretend I'm your servant, and serve you food. Deal?
Silence is Golden?
It's also stupid.
There! I Taught You a Lesson!
And, this is SP, so I'm right and you're wrong. Neener Neener.
I'm Not Above Emotional Blackmail Either
I convinced your dim witted sister to do her part, play you like a fiddle, while I stand on the sidelines cheering her on, forgetting I'm supposed to be softhearted, and hardening my heart against your obvious concern and distress over her. But, in the end, there's a SANGEET at stake, so what do I care?
Busted!
Oh shit! Now what? Will he yell? Will he shout? Will he hang his head in shame? Who cares? As long as I get my way.
Pre-Cap
What's up Bua? Did you spot a snake?