Bob, I've been thinking about all the times you've manipulated me and toyed with me, and well, I can't help but recall that children's fable about the race between the tortoise and the pain-in-the-ass chief of medicine that everybody hates. The chief of medicine that everybody hates kept running in front of the tortoise and taunting him, but at the end... Oh, gosh, I'm sure you remember what happened. The tortoise bit clean through the chief of medicine's calf muscle, dragged him to the ground where he and the other turtles devoured him alive
there on the racetrack. It's a disturbing children's book, Bob, I know, but it's one that's stuck with me nonetheless.