Squished Like A Bug

I got squished like a bug the other day. I have an opportunity to have it happen to me again. So my intelligent self says: "Teri, now why would you want to go doing that to yourself again?" My other self (which is often wrong) says: "No, it wouldn't happen AGAIN!?!". And then my intelligent self responds: "GIRLFRIEND! What you been smokin'?"

And so it goes.