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The Egos of a man and woman caught dancing.

A wife driving says to her husband, "Papaya Milk?"
(pause too long to be noticed)
"YES!!"
"PAPAYA MILK??"
"YES!!"
I see where, it's in the stand in front of where you just parked.  I'll get off the scooter first.  And you go and drive off....

Means, two MEN'S TALK:
One Christian complained to another, "this lump in my chest just keeps growing..."
and the other just kept it growing, "hey, do you think this blah-hoop-blah in the past might do us good?"?

"No, no, no.  I mean, of course I want to help but I've honestly got to care about my [mental?] self first... this physical lump, SEE?"

Oh, ya, that one.  Is the thought sharing the idea of accomplishment.  That's the way the at-one-ment atonement (whole-sentence-typo-correcting) process works, See?  And from there stem the results of mental actions experienced only later in the physical, by mentally feeling each other out, we could actually evoke physical consequences... writes A Course In Miracles, a book by head-shrinks.

(she) "Honey... were you testing"?

(he) "Honey, why did you go?"
(she) ... (after the end of a lot of circular reasoning)
The wife responds, "You didn't say anything the first time so I had to stop.  Then I asked you again, because I thought of where we could buy them.  And I can still go there?  Did you want a papaya milk?  Were you texting?"
(he) "Well, Honey, I did say yes the first time, and again the second when you doubted me hearing your question the last time.  So I'm pretty sure, but I wonder why we just didn't get one where you just stopped and I got off pointing at the papaya milk and juices stand... when you drove away... so..."
(she, stopping scooter a second time) "Oh, it looks like there aren't any papaya here," at this new spot where everything looks closed.
(he) "Ok, well, the last spot did have some..."
Honey, you know what?  Let's just forget about it.  Our plan was to head out to a quick breakfast before swimming."  And we can continue to connect the whole day...

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