“So we’ve done the ‘rona, the broken toe, and the falling on a baseball bat. How should we mess with Betsy now?”
“First of all, we don’t know for sure she broke her toe. It still looks all right, and she could always bend it.”
“Sure, but it hurt when she did, and being able to bend it doesn’t mean it didn’t break. At least, according to the internet.”
“Whatever. You know she’d never go to the doctor for her pinky toe anyway.”
“True. But, ‘Falling on a baseball bat’? Dramatic much?”
“We’re THE UNIVERSE! We invented drama!”
“Still, she was flipped over onto a girl’s bony forearm. Not exactly the same thing as a bat.”
“Hurt like it did, though.”
“True dat!” Earth-shaking chuckle. Metaphysical fist bump.
“So back to the problem at hand. We’ve been doing an excellent job of keeping Betsy away from Jiu-Jitsu. But if we’re not careful, she’ll defy us and keep going back anyway.”
“You’re right. We need to do something that will make it so she can’t go back, no matter what.”
“Okay, okay. I like where you’re going with this.” Rubs hands together. Several stars explode.
“I got it! Are you ready for this?”
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