One Question... (***Semi-Filler***)
Porcupine - One question.
Jim - What is it?
Porcupine - Why are we doing this?
Jim - So people don’t... ask questions.
Porcupine - Okay, okay, one more?
Can I ask one more?
Jim - Go ahead... we have all day...
Porcupine - Why are there a few lines of poetry,
Scattered here and there?
Jim - Because sometimes, my little friend...
I have to... talk to Myself.