“There are as many answers to that question as there are lovers,” replies the nut-brown imperturbably.
“But mastress,” says the Seeker, “I need to know the meaning of my feelings for you.“
“You need to know... You need to know...” says the gnarly one.
“Yes, sifu, I need to know.”
“Love means putting your self last," says the Guru. "This dialogue, therefore, in which you place your need to know above my need for you to shut the fuck up, is not a dialogue of love but of fear."
"But mastress," wails the Seeker disappointedly, "how then may I learn this lesson?"
"You must seek out a seagull named Jonathan," comes the enigmatic response, "but you can do that tomorrow. Right now, fix me a bowl of rice. I grow muchly tired of fish heads.”
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Maybe if he played the famed Fish Heads song for her, she would become more cheerful about eating them.
now Lily, I've told you before to watch Kill Bill. If you had done so you would have caught the reference to the martial arts master whose pupil poisons the fish-heads which are his food, in revenge for his tearing out her eye.
The mastress is indeed full of wisdom. Nobody should remove zur tag.
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