something i wrote several years ago ..

Just when I thought that things couldn't get any worse .....
I am so shocked.
No words can come out of my mouth.
I try to grasp what just happened to me.
I can't believe how this thing can happen to me.
Is it really true that the law of probability has caught up with me?
Why me?
(Why not you?)
I am the luckiest man on earth. So tell me why this thing happens to me.
(Oh, stop whining. I'm tired of being your brain and having to deal with your super-ego.)
Hey, you are supposed to help me. It's not my fault that this thing happens to me.
(Yeah, sure. You can not make mistake. YOU are da' man.)
Stop doing that. This is not the time to play around. I need to think.
(But I'm your brain, how can you think without me?)
You're right, Sherlock. Then tell me what I have to do now.
(Whoa ... I'm sorry, but I don't think so. I thought YOU are da' man?)
Geeez, you're not helping me ...
(Oh really, no kidding!)
Man, this thing is bugging me.
(Hit me then.)
What the hell are you thinking? Do you think I am that dumb that I will hit you along with MY head?
(But you don't have me, how can you think?)
That's true.
(Then you're dumb.)
You're too much ...
Whack!