Simple...AND Complicated?

Every now and then we get in arguments. For me, it's a passion; I don't really care if it's about anything important because I enjoy the back and forth, the quality and quantity of "gotchas" and distractions. My close friends know me for the antagonist I am.

It's very simple: wait...and someone will overstep themselves. They'll say something, trying to be smart, witty, funny, and bite off more than they can chew.

But then it becomes complicated. Once I have someone on the ropes, it's all about refining their main argument. Or better yet, maybe they can distract the discussion. Jumbles of sentences, lazily thrown together to respond to my attacks.

Here's the truth, kiddies; it's not complicated. I enjoy prodding you. It's fun. You squirm, I stab. Actually, I'm quite humble; the key to an argument with me is also simple. If you make a mistake, admit it as quick as possible.

That's what I do.

Here's an example of a gentle decapitation, for your viewing pleasure: Click Here.