“Are you a psychopath or a sociopath?”
Do you really want to know?”
“I want to know if you are going to chop me up into little bits, put me in your freezer next to your corn dogs and slowly feed me to the stray cats, or if you just have no human feelings…?”
“Bugger off.”
“I’ll go with the assumption it’s not the first….”
“I’m not a psychopath. I just have the need to walk among barren landscapes to hurt myself on and dive into glacial water to drown in, the bluer the better.”
“You can hurt yourself on me and drown in my pale skin.”
“I could, but it’s not the same.”

“Why can’t I come with you?”
“The temptation to be labeled a psychopath would be too great….”

Wench, bring my ale, what say you?

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