I think that I might have a malfunctioning superego. At the very least, it doesn't seem to be a very motivated one. It's supposed to mediate relations between my ego and my id, isn't it? It doesn't seem to want to have any part in the whole affair. Indeed, it seems to prefer to leave them to collude and constantly make their own little deals. Small, insidious machinations of immediate profit and ignored cost. The superego doesn't give a thought to it.
"You guys do what you do. I don't want to listen. Fingers in my ears. Lalala! I'll just be in the living room, watching 'Curb Your Enthusiasm'. I don't want to hear anything from the two of you for the next three hours. Actually, if one of you could get me a smoothie, that'd be great. Otherwise, I don't want to be disturbed. At all."
Then one of the other two yells, "What kind of smoothie do you want?"
"You're getting green apple! You hear me, you bastard? Green apple!"
Best ball? Vampire Love.