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Age is a funny things. Often I do find hurtful things have less and less effect on me, although sometimes instead of a big reaction I find there’s more of a deeper anger when it happens. Which way is wisdom?!
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Addressing Audri and Val, Runk said, “so I’m captain Runk, and I both make and enforce the rules. If I say there’s a spot over here that you missed, you come and clean it up.” Val walked over to Runk and, bored, she asked, “sure. Okay. Can you tell me where precisely? I don’t see any mess.” Runk dropped his bag of snacks on her head with a proof, and said, “right here.” Upset by this, Audri said, “hey, that’s-.” Val interrupted her and said, “don’t say any-thing, Audri. He’s just trying to get a rise out of us.” Audri said, “and it’s working. How can you not get upset by this?” As she began to clean up the mess, Val said, “age, my friend. Age. I’ve had decades of people trying to get a rise out of me. It gets dull after a while.” Grinning, Runk said, “I like how you Tiths are so low to the ground. To clean the floor, all you really have to do is bend your knees and wiggle your shaggy bellies around like a mop.” Still upset, Audri said, “and you’re meaning to tell me that doesn’t bother you?” Val said, “I’ve gotten worse pickup lines at Mateo’s Pub.”
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