You know what? I totally figured out what I want out of life. I totally figured out what I want out of life. Okay, so the guy who comes to my door and says "I don't want to talk to you, but may God be with us: we'll be out of here soon" is kind of a jerk, right?
But it wasn't that bad!
I got kinda antsy. I don't know! I THINK I will eventually settle for "pretty much always walking in the door" or at the very least, "a closeup inspection of my house may show the door is not just a mite but one of a very large and extremely dangerous species."
But wouldn't it be nice to be alone for a few hours while we talk about this?
It would be nice. I like it, and yet I am beginning to think that this could be a very bad idea!
You think it could be nice?
It would be nice, baby!
I like the feeling of walking into a place, alone, and with no one to talk to. It is a feeling that can only be described as "terrible".
That's not what you said!
That's not what I said! I always say, "I'm not afraid to talk to someone; it is what it is, is quite frankly, the best thing I have ever felt."
MEANWHILE, IN TUDOR ENGLAND:
Hey Shakespeare! Monologues don't invite guests!
T-REX, don't you think it would be pretty nice to have conversations about religion with me?
Perhaps!