I can't win.

I love that boy. I'm trying to shake him, but I can't. He's on his way here now. Somehow he ran into my sister who told him that I left my lunch on the table. He took it from her, and he's bringing it to my job. I don't know what to do. He ain't right in a lot of ways. But in the few instances where he is right, he is VERY, VERY right. I give.