Which Reminds Me

Yes, that was a strangely insulting plan that you had concocted for me, in which I am to be dropped off at the amusement park where all my time will be consumed in being thrown and tossed about by the carnival machines, and in the meantime you will have gone home to have a normal life doing important things that matter. Um, thanks. Oh, was there some reason to be mindful of that? Amusement parks have their places, and I have had my share of that, certainly, but who says that my life doesn't matter? Why can't I get my grip to slam the ball back at you annoying whiner swine?