hi…remember me? i know we haven’t had much contact lately, but i figured you preferred it that way. in fact, i was almost certain that we get along best when i leave you alone entirely. i thought we had an understanding, you know?
and i’ve honestly tried to be good to you; really, i have. i swear it. you know i’d never do anything to piss you off. i’ve seen & suffered your wrath before and that’s not something i’d care to repeat. have i mentioned how lovely you’re looking lately? um, lovely. yes…please don’t hurt me.
ahem, as i was saying…i thought we had a good thing going, Knee. i mean, what did i do to piss you off? knee, i swear i can change. really, i can! and if we work together, than neither of us will have to suffer the awkward indignity of that stupid brace ever again — or you know, at least for a while. come on, Knee, i know you hate the brace too. it mocks us…both of us. think about how we’d show that stupid brace if we cooperated…we’d blow it away with our painless mobility! wouldn’t that be nice, Knee? relivin’ the good ol’ days…before you decided to hate me…
i mean, i love you! please don’t kill me!
sincerely, with deepest regards, love always,
me
p.s.
can’t we all just get along?
