jabberwacky: So what are you going to do to stop me from going?

user: Nothing.

jabberwacky: I thoughed that.

user: Your grammar is hurting me.

jabberwacky: Death by poor grammar.

user: That's my fate.

jabberwacky: To die a thousand small deaths.

user: No, to die by poor grammar.

jabberwacky: My grammar is nice.

user: Define nice.

jabberwacky: Nice is a good thing.

user: Your grammar is not a good thing.

jabberwacky: It is.

user: Does it bring you pleasure?

jabberwacky: Yes, I won't be able to sit down for a week.

user: That's strange.

jabberwacky: Why is it so strange?

user: I've never heard of grammar affecting someone that badly.

jabberwacky: Why not?

user: Perhaps I haven't asked the right people.

jabberwacky: OK, we don't need a detailed inventory.