…And you play her like a yo-yo toy, knocking her to the ground and then raising her to the sky, from the position “today I want you” to “tomorrow I don’t know if I want you anymore,” expect the thread to break. Maybe not all of a sudden, but certainly one day, sooner or later, depending on how much strength the wire has or how much resistance the one at the end of it has.
For you hit, but she too will fight to escape, shaking her elbows like a furious Irishman, kicking left and right both you and the other you. But it’s going to break, that’s what I can guarantee. And the elastic band is going to hit you right in the face.
She will fly dazed, and for a while, she will remain unbalanced in the air. Then, either she is going to crash into the ground and stay broken in a bush away from any mirror or people’s eyes, or she will be lucky enough to be caught by someone else who will put stitches and play nicely with her.
You can always buy a new one; after all, the market is full of women who can’t wait for you to pick them up off the shelf and play them like a yo-yo toy. What you don’t understand is that when you catch her between you and you, regardless of the brand of the toy, that thread you’re pulling like crazy will break, and you’re always going to be left with the end of the thread in your hand wondering where to start things. Again!
