bro does adore the harsh school of teaching.
i know from where it is all going, but still.

when i returned home from my eternal temptation
(happily accepted and shared) he said -- we are not
going anywhere further untill i meet and talk with him.
i said, no. you won't.
when i ended up without my beloved onepiece, bought
from the internet, he said -- call the police right away.
i said, no. i won't.

because sometimes, irritation or even more - anger.
do not do any good and nothing good comes out of it.
sometimes you go softer and the results will pay off.

untill i can say - i became softer, drag me out of it!
i love the harsh school. to scare and ice, to be tough.
but my, humans are just humans with human factors.

i cant kill a salesman, because factory failed to create my dress.