[Knock, knock, knock!]
[I open the door.]
“Trick or threat?!!”
“You mean treat, of course! Wait a minute.”
[I’m about to fetch some candies.]
“No.”
[I stop, confused, looking at one of the two kids which wearing monster costume.]
“It’s threat.”
[She answers cooly. Then the other kid with ‘insane clown’ costume adds in cheerful tone, contrast with the ‘monster’.]
“If you refuse my ‘trick’methode, my friend here will give you ‘threat’ methode. Now, choose!”
<Me in healthy state>
[I contemplate.]
[I smile.]
“I choose BOTH!”
And I live happily ever after.
<Me in average state>
[I think.]
[I choose one of them.]
And I live an unbalanced life.
<Me in ‘black hole’ state>
[I slam the door.]
[I sleep.]
[And I experience a constant nightmare about the world in chaotic state every night.]
<Me, in the PRESENT time>
[I intuit.]
“I choose TRICK!”
Oh yeah. I’m still used to Uncle Snowy’s methode. I like Uncle Snowy, but I don’t know if I could like Uncle Harpy as well…
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