Me, Myself, and I

How often do you get swept off your feet by the wrong person at the wrong time? Once, twice, four times? You idiot!

Ok reality check…. Do you know the person that well? Do you even know if she’s a real person or some pirate faced roach? Do you even know the real name? Age? Whereabouts of parents? Yada yada yada? (What is this an interrogation?)

You don’t….and you call that love? Love on the basis of what? Hey loser, I’m still talking to you! For crying out loud, bang your head until you come to your senses! Would you like me to slam your head real hard to activate your brain? Maybe a little shingles wont hurt, huh?

Ooooopppssss….you’re ignoring me again……Hey, you…..listen to me!

Ho-hum….Huh…? What…? Eh…..? Somebody talking…? Oh, well, gotta get ready….