PF! The professor must apologize. We are a bit off schedule, yes. You see, as of now (and then) we are working on bringing some new elements to the PL. Hence, no skit for today. If any questions arise, ask them, and this professor shall answer them…flawlessly. Something like that.
The professor was having a discussion with Fats Henry the other day.
I said, “I suppose x-rays are fine. I hope so, you know. They always want you to get them at the dentist.”
“Bah!” Henry almost roared. “Everyone’s always trying to push everyone into everything!”
“That’s an interesting thought, for sure.” And I had to give it some thought.
Henry looked me in the eye, and raised his finger accusingly. “Don’t ever let people convince you to do something you don’t want to do, okay?“
“I suppose you may be right.”
“I am right!” Henry did roar this time. “They give you the x-ray…but they leave the room. Now why’s that?”
“It’s dangerous?” I suggested.
“Yeah!!! And they say in their little squeaky voices, ‘You get more radiation from the sun.’ Who says we need more radiation on top of things?”
“For sure, I didn’t know you felt so strongly about things, you know. Good gracious professorish me.”
“Just shut-up and listen. Don’t ever be convinced to do something you don’t want to do. Period.”
That’s when Schwarz Tauptinker joined the conversation. “I’m always convinced into everything, because…” Schwarz’s voice peaked. “…because I don’t care!”
“You don’t count,” Henry said. “You’re dumb.”
“Am not,” Schwarz retorted.
Henry laughed. “You’re just mad at me ’cause I wouldn’t race you earlier.”
Schwarz turned to me. “It’s not fair, P.VJ. I got these new sneakers and he won’t race me!”
I nodded. “That isn’t fair.”
“Go long.” Henry laughed.
“I will…” Schwarz said. “As soon as you come with me.”
What happened next happened too fast. Schwarz dumped water (from his water bottle, I think) all over Henry.
Fats Henry took off down the street in pursuit of Schwarz.
So I suppose Schwarz got his race.
This professor is still trying to figure out if Henry was convinced to do something he didn’t want to do.