Oh … Earl. Huh? Why do you always wait until I'm leaving the room and my back is turned to say something to me? You know I can't hear you. I don't know. Something about seeing you walk away makes me think of something I need to tell you. So what was it? I can't remember. Walk away and maybe I'll think of it.
I can actually feel my blood pressure going down as I pet my dog. Down…Down…Down… Earl, we need to have a talk about us, and by "us," of course, I mean you. Up…Up…Up…