"I hate everyone today," he said.

"Everyone?" she asked.

"Everyone."

"Even me?"

"Well, except you."

"Glad to hear it."

"I hate everyone else, though. And everything else."

"Do you hate black people?"

"Well, no - I mean, yes, but no more or less than anyone else."

"How about Indians? Or Lithuanians?"

"I hate everybody equally. I'm not a bigot or anything."

"I see."

"But I still hate them. I hate all of them."

"That's nice, do you hate animals, too?"

"Yes. I hate animals, too."

"Even kittens?"

"Um ... I guess. I hate them all."

"Well, that includes kittens. How about elephants? Or lions?"

"I hate them too. I hate them all."

"That's wonderful, dear," she said, returning to her online poker game.

"...well?" he asked impatiently.

"Well, what?"

"Aren't you going to ask why?"

"Why what?"

"Why I hate everyone?"

"Not really. It's not something I'd want to hear."