>I just realized what a depressing fucking blog that was.
What a pissy whiner I am. No wonder no one visits me anymore. I’d just turn them into a load of suicidal zombies. You are right to stay away from me! Get as far away as you can! Flee! Run away…run away!!!

Oh, you do love me. I knew you did.

Lucky for you I went to the gym and worked out my hostilities. Otherwise, the verbal lashing that may have ensued would have left you quite incapacitated and unable to prepare 23 baloney sandwiches for the Earl of Windsor when he decides to visit.

Exactly.

And in case you had forgotten:

The square root of 9 is 3
Red and yellow make orange
It is possible to walk and chew gum at the same time
and let sleeping dogs lie.

That is all. I bid you bonsoir, buenos noches, hugs and kisses.

Voulez-voulez-vous nitey nite.