Oh. MY GOD. As if I WON’T. I mean, geez.
LOL.
J/K. Yes that’s right, J fucking K. It’s a joke, you know? Remember those?
LOL. I kid. You know I love you.
Oh, poor poor Mr. Conservative. So dour. So sad. So morose.
It must be SUCH a burden to carry the weight of civilization on your poor, stooping shoulders. There there dear, let me kiss it and make it better.