I Am Pretending

I'll stand by you at an Epsom Mad Funkers reunion concert. I'll stand by you waiting in line for Space Mountain. But honestly, you emit a strange odor. Sort of a sour milk meets severe halitosis type bouquet. So those are pretty much the only two instances where I'd stand by you.

Also, I can't promise I won't let nobody hurt you. In a mugging situation it's every person for his or herself. And if somebody threw a rock at you, I wouldn't stop it - I have tender, childlike hands.

Oh, and I may in fact desert you at any time - for two reasons:

1) I like to keep my options open
2) I like to keep you on your toes

Good talk.