Yeppers that’s what I resort to when things get ugly. I start to... rock back & forth, rotating my fists around in a sort of drunk Irishman stance... I like to call it the “Conan O’Brien”
At least you have your fists.
The limited vocb. of a male keeps those words too close together.
At least you're precise. If you can't be accurate, you can at least be precise.
Bah, if only I were more accurate. It’s like threading a needle. Just have to rely on luck, rather than hand&eye coordination.
Now you've gone too far.
Okie dokie. I will decimate it. (apologies for my incorrect usage of the word “decimate”)
I don't care. I dunno I...guess I don't want to talk about it now. I apologize for even bringing it up, it annoys me when people do that.
Should I stop guessing?
Not like that.
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