My brain: Emoticons were created to transfer our feelings in to online text. That is all.
My tongue: Yes true.
My brain: You think it’s true?
My tongue: Of course I do.
My brain: Then why did you stick out ( :P ) when you saw your grandmother the other night?
My tongue: Huh?! I did not!
My brain: Yes you did!
My tongue: No, I did not!
My brain: Yes you did. Your grandmother told your mom that when you saw her that night you waved and ( :P )ed at her.
My tongue: NO!!
My brain: YES! Don’t you have manners?
My tongue: I do! :(
My brain: Then how could you do that!?
My tongue: I don’t know! I’m sure I didn’t! I respect my good old grandmother and I would never do such thing!
My brain: That is what she said and you know she that does not lie!
My tongue feels guilty and rests on my jaw remembering the sinful night. My brain works hard to remind me of the events. DAMN! My brain illustrates how my tongue stuck out at my grandmother! NO! How could I?! How did I have the guts to do that?!
My brain tells me that I’m so indulged in emoticons which were created to transfer my feelings in to online text, but I got confused and misused them in real life.
My brain decides to torture my tongue by depriving it from food for a week. My tongue objects and pleads for mercy. My brain reconciles and decides to zip my mouth to prevent my tongue from sticking out.
My tongue lives happily ever after as long as my brain unzips my mouth for food.
My tongue whispers: “If Einstein; my brain’s idol did it, why shouldn’t I?”