Blob 1: your very existence offends me.
Blob 2: harsh, but I get what you mean.
Blob 1: you do?
Blob 2: of course, you’re saying I am so loathsome it evokes a visceral disgust.
Blob 1: precisely.
At this point, Blob 2 evaporates into nothingness and Blob 1 realises he has been talking to himself (yet) again. He phones his psychiatrist immediately but as usual she doesn’t pick up.