Now now, you must really talk to your muse. That’s no way to treat a writer. You have to give them treats, proper exercise, and play with them a bit.
Her idea of playing with me is refusing to let me sleep, especially if I have to get up early the next day. She likes to wait until I am in bed before she starts her games.
JEN MAI: Hmm…One red sun. Two red suns. Three red suns. Okay, he’s out. Minions, please blast that man with the green rock from a safe distance. But try not to destroy his palace. I think I might like it for my throne room.
He wants to rule Australia, huh?
Then why is he seeking female companionship? It’s not like he talks to his girlfriends.
Because not *everything* is fun to do alone?
LEX: But I even *pay* my *taxes*! I mean, there’s that 100 million loss when I outsourced production of the coffee cups from LexBucks to LexPaper and not to mention…Oh look, the government actually owes me negative taxes for all the incurred losses.
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