Twiddling my thumbs, sitting on a throne of incompletion, I gaze at my archnemesis, Procrastination, as he bare his fangs at me in a smile only the Joker would love.

"I will destroy you."

"No you won't; you can't even see or touch me, so how do you plan to do that?"

"I may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but I have identified you for being what you are, a thief of the lowest low, stealing from me whenever you have the chance to. Now that I have identified you, I'll break you and step on all your little pieces till you're utterly annihilated."

"... Good luck"