RB: psst, you still awake?
LB: yeah, somewhat. What’s up?
RB: Did you see the MRI report?
RB: Good thing it came out normal, otherwise we might have been in big trouble…
LB: Trouble? What do you mean?
RB: Ever hear the term ‘partial lobotomy?’
LB: Oi! Don’t say the ‘L’ word! This is all your fault anyway.
RB: How is this my fault? You’re in charge of the right side of the body, not me.
LB: Yeah, but you’ve got the nerve with the faulty wiring. You’re short-circuiting everything.
RB: Excuse me, but it’s not like you’re doing your part to help out either. That hot chocolate you made the other day was weird!
LB: Yeah? And whose lack of motor skills nearly dropped us down the stairs eh?
RB: Lack of motor skills?!?! Why I oughtta…
LB: Not if I first!
RB: woop woop woop!
LB: nyul nyuk nyuk!
*three-stooges style battle ensues*
Momma: How’s your head feeling Abez?
Abez: It feels strange, first one side hurts and then the other, it’s almost like-
Momma: Like the two sides of your brain are at war?
Abez: Yeah. Imagine that.
Alhamdulillah, the MRI sez everything in Brainistan is normal, Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah. 🙂 So now I get to take the results back to the Tabib and blame the 12th cranial nerve instead.