snacks

me: "hey, tummy, let's have a snack!"
tummy: "um?  ok?  i'm kind of doing fine here."
m: "snacks!"
t: "remember that sushi?  i mean, ok.  grocery store sushi.  whatever.  i'm still working on that, so i'm pretty much all cool here."
m: "SNACKS!"
t: "and, you know, not to judge, but you've been kind of a jerk to me when you're getting dressed.  i mean, i'm just here, doing what your telling me to do.  not really my fault, i don't think."
m: "SSSSSSNNNNNNAAAAAACCCCKKKKKXZCXXXXXXXX!"
t: "really, i think maybe we just need to calm down a bit, and discuss this a bit more than you really seem interested in.  let's set up some common goals, and we can see if can find a path that accomplishes that."
m: "SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!"
t: "ok, you know what?  let's go poop.  it's poop time now.  fuck you, you're a jerk, so now i'm triggering the poop switch.  enjoy your toilet time, jerk."