"Houston, we've got a problem."

There was this fight on the back seat of the mini car. The lady was demanding for a just cause and a validating feeling to be sounded. The gentlemen put his foot down believing he has every right to exert what his principle were. It includes also the right to waiver any particle of guts and deep emotions. She cracks down and says the she's always fighting a losing battle which implicates her as being the black sheep. He neutralized the hurdle by the typical male diplomacy no-one-is-wrong style. Both soon demanded each other to stay cool in the most tense fashion. The boy in the middle just stood still making unfiltered jokes -most of them inappropriate- which makes you might think whether he's plain dumb or playing donkey. The play safe girl quickly stares at the boy in the middle giving a strong gesture to quit the vandalizing theme. The boy in the middle simply stated, "When a man starts to disregard his logic and decides through his bare feelings, he is less likely to be more useful than a garbage bin, a very small, dirty one in a quiet street.". Then all hell broke lose. The statement was a catalyst, a lighted match dipped into gasoline burning a trail and everything in between. The relationship Mars and Venus has is really a thing Einstein should have dealt with.

Prepare for take off and landing. It's a space oddessy.