Stats Circa Freshman Year

This is something I just unearthed last night from "back in the day" (like....2 years ago). I wrote this in the margins of my statistics notes because as much as I loved Dr. Kim, I was one TI-83 program away from loosing my mind. Anyhow I thought I would share this.

A: Will you just love me for a little while?
B: I can't.
A: Why not?
B: It doesn't make sense!
A: What doesn't make sense?
B: You! How can I love you?
A: I asked nicely, I thought it would be nice.
B: It....could be I guess, but no.
A: You want to love me, I know you do.
B: Of course I don't
A: You do. You can hardly help yourself. Why do you?
B: Why do I what?
A: Help yourself.
B: You're speaking in tongues.
A: Your tongue, your face, your lips, hair, hair, hands, shoulders
B: Stop it.
A: kneecaps, palms
B: Stop it
A: Love your palms
B: Please
A: Love you
B: STOP!
A: Why?
B: I can't!
A: Yes you can, you can do it excellently.
B: I don't want to.
A: Come on, everyone's doing it! I promise you will become fatally addicted immediately. Instantly.
B: Don't I get an opportunity to refuse?
A: You had it. You loved me anyway.
B: What right do you have to say what I feel?!
A: I'm the object of your affections, I take my authority from that.
B: Wh-
A: You come in here nearly bursting at the seams, you're so full of love. Engorged like an unmilked cow, REEKING of both fresh and stale love and expect me to be perfectly quiet! Fuck you.
B: ....I love you
A: I know. Go to hell.