Love Stinks
HIPPO: "We need to talk."
TORTOISE: "Oh oh. What's the matter?"
HIPPO: "This is never gonna work."
TORTOISE: "Don't say that sweetheart."
HIPPO: "It's," shaking head, "it's just that you've become aloof. I want to get close to you but there's this...this..."
TORTOISE: "Shell?"
HIPPO: "Yes! Shell! Oh honey, I didn't want to accuse you, I know you try. But I just feel like there's a part of you I can never reach."
TORTOISE: "The part protected by my shell perhaps?"
HIPPO: "Yes!"
TORTOISE: "No one can reach that."
HIPPO: "Oh darling, don't say that! Don't shut me out!"
TORTOISE: "No. I don't think you understand. It's just the way I am."
HIPPO: Sobbing "Oh why must you be so hard?"
TORTOISE: "Baby, it's not you...it's me. I'll call ya."
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Etchings of a Feeble Mind
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