"This is not true!" He says to Himself. Himself looks up and sighs. He is always trying to prove He isn’t strange. Why He can’t be more like Myself is just beyond Me.
Me, of course, is standing in the corner drinking a Rum and Coke and wondering why Everyone doesn’t get out more. Everyone doesn’t really care for He is playing the xbox while Everyone watches.
It’s why we’re all a little odd…