no longer our problem!
I was never your problem; you just drew your cartoon that way.
I never asked for your attentions, and you chose to involve yourself in the events that transpired.
I hardly need to cover the same ground over and over, you know. And were it not for your efforts in the creation of a false narrative to cover-up reality... I would not have had nearly so much ground to cover.
I'll be honest: I don't know why you ever bothered to call me to scream at me over something that had upset you, but as you never explained and you're still being an unconscionable boor, I can only assume that you're carrying some kind of resentment.
Even though that would seem... too implausible to be believed. Tell you what — I'll try to listen to your content tonight and see if I can figure out why your collective knickers all up in a twist.
(Now, I know I'm pretty; but, I ain't
that pretty.)
I've had my life under threat for going on over four years now. I don't recall you being very sympathetic about that. I hope that I am being more obvious in my displays of compassion, tolerance, and understanding than you have — because... you're kind of a self-absorbed narcissistic douchebag, has anyone ever told you that?
The real reason Thunderdome can't get started yet is that... you're not really all that much fun to listen to. I hope your latest audio has at least a little
zazz in it.
You can't have any of mine.
