Oh, hell yes. I was able to deal with that one many hours ago. 8-)
Gladly. I don't have one, you see.
But I don’t want to go. My eye can suffer, and if it’s going to be a bitch about that, I will drown it in eye drops.
I take rainchecks.
Let's go get a sundae.
Then I won’t be able to type.
You, YOURSELF, said you need to be selfish every now and then.
It’s well over, thank god. But I still wanna rub my eye.
And how do you think I felt when you were all up in my face about being friends? I'll...never be the same again.
I had to cut a bush. It was a big bush.