How are you?
Sit a while , I insist.
You said you wanted to talk?
But first , a round of tea.
How much sugar?
Two..three teaspoons?
Nine or ten? Alright then.
Me? Oh I'd prefer about five or six.
No more sugar left?
I guess that's acceptable.
You know ClownPants, for the life of me,
I can't seem to figure out why exactly
I adore this bitter tea that you're serving me.
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