‘Seriously?’ Sally asked, pointing at my T-shirt. I shrugged, ‘I was in a hurry, I didn’t see what I’d picked out.’ ‘Why do you even ha...e it?’ ‘Educational purposes.’ I said, scratching my head. ‘He was into rap back in high school,’ Nick sold me out. I heard a few snickers amongst the group. Traitor. ‘You can change it later. If we delay any more it’ll take us two hours just to get out of the city. We’re already late, let’s get moving,’ Bill said sensibly, absolving me from any further. "It is obvious that you can't serve me as your Master, so get out. I don't have time for games and you have failed the simplest tests today." She burst into tears and crawled across the floor to him. She grabbed his legs and looked up, pleading, "Please Master, I was foolish and disobedient today, but I want to serve you more than anything in the world. If you give me another chance, you will see that I truly mean it. Please Master. I need you." He pushed her away and sat quietly. She. One down and the other closing fast, I noticed that his sword, while big and heavy, was poorly made. I quickly decided to end this farce of a fight and blocked his sword with the edge of mine. Clean cut at the hilt, I ran past him and back handed his head off his shoulders. Showy but it got the point across. Now the natives looked restless. I had just killed two of them in under 5 seconds without really breaking a sweat. Stopping before I reached the group, I gestured with my sword to the male. I really do like the way I taste. I’ve discovered that if you eat enough mangoes? Your juices really do have a hint of mango. Or that could have been I just didn’t wash my hands well enough and I was tasting real mangoes. In any case, it has happened on more than one occasion so I am so not going to knock it. Well this is another story time with Woman’s Brain. So relax, grab a drink, prepare to laugh at me then think you are being mean by laughing at my own misfortune, but don’t worry. I can.