Yoga

Wise Old Man: “To unite.”

Kid: “Unite? Okay…

But unite with what exactly?”

Wise Old Man: “Unite with the ‘higher self.’ The Atman.”

Kid: “Atman…higher self…what do you mean? Don’t tell me you’re a hippy.”

Wise Old Man: “AHAHAHAHAHAHA”

Kid: “Why are you laughing?”

Wise Old Man: “Silence! Do you or do you not want to know?!”

Kid: ….

Wise Old Man: “Listen, Kid. I’m supposed to give you a choice. If you want to know, I’ll be happy to tell you. If you don’t, get lost and go back to your lowly existence where you belong.”

Kid: ….

Wise Old Man: “Ah, Jesus. Okay, look. It doesn’t look like you’re ready. So I think–”

Kid: “You know I can just look all this up on Google.”

Wise Old Man: “AHAHAHAHAHAHA. GOOGLE YOU SAY?! GOOGLE! THE BALLS ON THIS UNINITIATED BRUTE. LISTEN KID YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE GETTING INTO.”

Kid: “And it sounds like you’re a condescending, holier-than-thou old man who didn’t enjoy life and now thinks he possesses some kind of special knowledge that makes him better than everyone to make up for his pathetic existence.”

*Wise Old Man bursts into tears*

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