Other Foot

Okay, I get your little joke.  Thought you'd have a some fun at my expense, huh?  So who's laughing now, miss waltzing Matilda?  The table's on the other foot now, isn't it?  You have to get up pretty early in the morning if you expect to be in the dark with me.  I can picture you sitting there in black and white, reading this now, and realizing with sheepish dismayzment, that I am undaunted and effortlessly chew up and spit out your childish insults, for breakfast, with one hand tied behind my back.  I've been made a fool of by lesser men than you, so don't think I'm going to roll over posthumously for the likes of you.  I'm not just whistling a Dixey Cup in the dark, because I've got rhythm.  Wake up and smell a rotten rat in Denmark.  It's time to pay the plumber.  Let this be a lesson to you!  You're bound to lose when you tangle with a steel trap mind like mine.