Guy: Your place or mine?
Me: Both. You're going to yours, and I'm going to mine.
This Tom and Jerry game can fatigue you after a while. They chase you, you run. They don't chase you, you go looking for cheese. I mean, look at Toms face, all frustrated and pissed off that he can't get his hands on Jerry. Jerry on the other hand, happy as can a be, taunting Tom. We run, we run and we run, we finally find our little hole to sneak into, just to realize that we don't fit, because for every time we run like Jerry, we can't deny that we are also very much that frustrated and pissed off cat, chasing.
Meow Mix or Cheese?