I know you’re there. I can feel you looking at me.
What? I didn’t say anything.
You didn’t need to.
I’m just interested.
You’re hovering like a demented dragonfly.
Are too. Just go.
I know you’re still there.
I can hear you huffing and puffing like a fairytale wolf.
I don’t huff. Listen, I’m going.
You’re marching in one place.
Damn. You’re good. So?
So, have you figured out how to get U2 across the river yet?
You’re totally Googling yourself aren’t you?
Yup, we’ve all had conversations like these with brothers, sisters, room mates. Yup, and you were totally Googling yourself while pretending to be doing hectic research on something. It’s cool. No judgement.
So, the question is…
Can you get U2 across the river?
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