Afternoon in the PaliSchmutz household. Schmutzie in the bathtub, Palinode a' wandering by.
Schmutzie: Hey you?
Schmutzie: I don't know if you wanted to do anything right now -
Schmutzie: - but I was thinking of cutting my hair and taking a bit of time before we went out or did anything else.
Palinode: Mmm. (deep breath, exhales slowly) Okay. That's fine with me - if you don't mind dealing with a punch to the gut.
Schmutzie: I can deal with a punch to the gut.
Palinode: Okay then. (raises fist, punches self in the stomach) OWW! AH! GOD! THE PAIN! (stumbles around the bathroom some) LORD, MAKE IT STOP! SWEET JESUS! (collapses against the wall)
Schmutzie: I think I dealt with that pretty well.
Palinode: Yes, you acquitted yourself handsomely.
Schmutzie: How'd the punch go for you?
Palinode: Hurts a bit. I think the cat witnessed the event.
Schmutzie: Just perpetuating the cycle.