Admission of guilt

Just a little something. That's all it was, really.

Nothing big. Not earth-shattering.

I certainly didn't do anything that would,

um, bring undue attention on myself.

Nothing that would be considered,

you know, less than socially correct.

Really.

Fine.

I'll tell the truth.

So I had a little slip, a small moment.

I mean, don't we all have them from time to time?

An instant in time when you might --

just might, I say --

well,

forget yourself?

Do something crazy? Impulsive?

Out of character?

Right.

So, I did.

I admit it, okay?

I did it.

There.

Are you happy now?

I squea-

no, I screa-

no, it wasn't that, either.

*Sigh*

I screeched, okay?

There, I've said it.

I screeched when I saw this.

Now, going in search of coffee.

With a big -- and I mean big -- grin on my face.