conversations with my nervous stomach

Go away nervous stomach.
No.
Please?
Never.
Why?
Because.
Please give me a reason.
No.
But you're driving me crazy.
Good.
But why can't you just stop.
Why should I?
Because I'm asking.
Not good enough.
Because I'm begging.
Still not good enough.
What should I do then?
Do you really think I'm giving you that answer?
I thought it was worth a try.
It wasn't.
You're right.  It just made me feel worse.
I'm glad.
You're a jerk.
I've been called worse.
Go away.
Sorry Charlie, you're stuck with me.


(sigh)