Dude: there's this kid outside throwing baseball. it's making these thuds.
Dasch: why don't you scare him away.
Dude: i'm not supposed to bark like you.
Dasch: just telling you what works.
Dude: dude, it's just a kid. you can't be mean.
Dasch: they've gotta grow up.
Dude: i know but it's gotta be gentle and gradual.
Dasch: they're never gonna understand it. you gotta be direct and clear with your message.
Dude: that could drill a hole in his heart.
Dasch: is it a boy? dude, boys can't be weak. they gotta be tough.
Dude: they can't be strong from the beginning.
Dasch: no, no time for weak and soft.
Dude: did you grow up in some army base or something.
Dasch: you don't seem to remember how you treat me.
Dude: remind me. it doesn't ring anything for me.
Dasch: that time you toss me up in the air.
Dude: oh... you remember that?
Dasch: did you think you could get away with that?
Dude: i did toss you high. didn't i.
Dasch: the height wasn't the problem. you missed the catch. i was crashed full force.
Dude: i did miss you. it was regretful on my part and unfortunate.
Dasch: i don't need your apology. just know what unspeakable you did.
Dude: come on. i can't be so horrible you don't expect apology from me.
Dasch: just don't. it's well past due. it has no effect. you are plain immoral.
Dude: to think of it, i'm surprised a single bone wasn't cracked.
Dasch: i guess it didn't satisfy you. you needed more drama.
Dude: look, it could've been a total disaster. i'm glad i didn't catch you.
Dasch: how madder can you get.
Dude: if i had caught you, you could've broken.
Dasch: so now, i should be thankful to you.
Dude: you don't have to. i don't expect it. just like you don't expect apology. it'd be past the due. just to be fair on my end as well.
Dasch: so is it now time to toss up that ball throwing kid outside and let him fall flat?
Dude: not quite so.
Dasch: how come you're not being fair this time.
Dude: you don't just toss up a random kid you don't know.
Dasch: you did fine tossing your own dog. what's wrong with tossing up the random kid.
Dude: as i said, i don't know that kid.
Dasch: well, don't you know him well enough that he's making bad noise for you. should i've throwing baseball like the kid to avoid your tossing years ago?
Dude: don't be attached to the past. it's a done deal. you can't change a thing.
Dasch: well, you won't change a thing. do the same tossing for the kid.
Dude: i'm not confident i can lift him first.
Dasch: i guess if the kid was smaller, then you would have well tossed him?
Dude: it would become easier for me then yes. but that's not gonna happen. so i think i'm just gonna let this kid go.
Dasch: you definitely have a weak spot for kids.
Dude: it's called grownup generosity. don't you have any heart for young kids? have some love.
Dasch: i think i might have lost it when i fell from the above.
Dude: come on. grow up. it's just one bad accident.
Dasch: i wouldn't say it's an accident either. you definitely intended to toss me up.
Dude: but then you fell down so fast. that wasn't in my calculation.
Dasch: so it's my fault, you miscalculated.
Dude: i thought i had you but then you slipped out of my grasp.
Dasch: why don't you try again and actually do a catch dog with that kid?
toss me around and might as well hit me a homerun.
Dude: i don't even have a glove. plus you've gotten to heavy to toss now.
Dasch: thanks for sparing me this time.
Dude: i want to let you know that i'm not just any tosser that tosses anything so suddenly out of blue.
Dasch: i didn't know you had such philosophical standard. i'm once again honored to have been tossed by you. i guess i'm the lucky one.
Dude: indeed. it's not for everyone and everytime. in a sense, you're part of my tossing history. it's probably the highlight moment. you played your part very well.
Dasch: i don't know why anyone would recount history of something so uneventful as tossing.
Dude: everything counts dude. just remember that. nothing can't be uncounted.
Dasch: i think you should now count how many times you mistreated your dog.
Dude: which dog, are we talking about.
Dasch: i clearly said your dog.
Dude: well i'm then asking which one we're talking about.
Dasch: dude... you obviously have one dog, the one you're talking to.
Dude: nah, never once in my life, i considered you as my dog.
Dasch: you're breaking everything now. how can you gone so wrong.
Dude: i here proclaim i've never have or had any dog.
Dasch: i sincerely request your explanation of reason and rationality.
Dude: i said so. i don't own dogs. in fact, any living thing. i've nothing to do with them. if they break or go wrong, i've nothing to do with them. i admit i did toss a dog that was you. however, it wasn't my dog. you were just another dog available for tossing. we are strangers to each other then as much as now.
Dasch: i guess now that explains why you tossed me up that night of winter years ago.
Dude: i wouldn't risk throwing and breaking if anything is mine. yes, i didn't have to hesitate much to toss you up. nor did i've much remorse afterwards. you stood right back up and roamed around just fine. if i remember though, you did yell out a little squeal. it did scare me a bit and my heart pounded. but before i could ask you how you were, you walked into parents' bedroom. you left me alone and there was no chance for further communication.
Dasch: i did turn my back on you and disappeared out of your sight because you just tossed me up and could as well do it all over again. my best chance of survival was to seek your parents.
Dude: exactly, that's how we parted our ways that night and supposed accident was cleared and settled.
Dasch: and here we are parted as we were, speaking as two free individuals, never associated anyhow by any possession and totally free from such unhealthy relationship.
Dude: yes, you are you. i am me. we are you and i. we are not we.
Dasch: i guess then finally we have found our freedoms from each other.
Dude: yes, let's not own each other. it's tiring and waste of effort.
Dasch: well, what journey it has been. i did not forsee it to come to this end.
Dude: i don't know what journey you're talking about but i'm just living my day today and that kid was just throwing baseball.
Dasch: yeah let him throw that ball all he wants. i'm gonna step away for a bit. there has been a lot i was new to.
Dude: you go. i be here.
The baseball kid looked up and saw the light go out. He looked at his watch, gathered his baseball stuffs, and headed home, perhaps for dinner.