20 minutes and neither of them drew knives

Sam’s current girlfriend and I talked for 20 minutes with either of us shooting laser beams from our eyes, breathing fire or resorting to 3rd grade insults.  Like a house of cards, no one said anything, for fear of a speck of dust or sun mote destroying the fragile peace.  Danger appeared when I failed to understand the difference between a neurological disorder and a mental disorder.  If we can do it, Israel/Palestine should be a cake walk.