Owen: Have you ever heard of The Imp Of The Perverse?
Me: It sounds familiar but I can't place it.
Owen: It's from Edgar Allan Poe. It's the tiny little demon voice that whispers terrible advice to you. You know when you're waiting for the subway and the little voice asks "What would happen if you pushed that person in front of the train?"
Me: Ah. I don't have that voice.
Owen: You don't?
Me: No. The voice I hear says "Look out. One of these assholes is going to try and push you in front of the train." I guess it would be the Imp Of The Paranoid? But, like, he's sort of right.