What say you?
It's an older code, Sir, but it checks out, and it has rendered your subtext completely inscrutable to myself. Kudos. It's really not hard to do, especially with me, especially today, but it is still probably something that one ought to be reasonably willing to take practice at.
It's great to see you back too, and I'll just hand you this baton and then leave. If you miss me, you won't, just scroll back.
Don't take it personal, I'm fairly confident that there's a gang of credence who are going to sneak that bitch in with her IP and then try to imply that I'm contacting her and then send some men to arrest me, because that's actually happened three times in the last 2 months and I don't know why they would stop now, especially now that I've gotten to the point where I even don't even know if I would care either way.
We don't have to test it. Enjoy your friend! It's nice when someone comes back after a long absence unless you're trying to steal their house and we're hoping they would just kill themselves anyway, I'm not talking about you, but I'm sure you can imagine that about me. I bet you missed being able to publicly declare your love, it's just not the same on Twitter, now is it? bye
p.s.: if you'd like to start a podcast, I can give you all my street cred.
Gratis. If you're interested, just decide, feel the power within and make up your mind and then commit, then, claim that it's yours without any evidence to back you up, that seems to work perfectly well for everyone concerned.
p.p.s.: you wouldn't think it important enough anyway, so I'll just vaguely mentioned that there was a vague something and then I decided not to go bother. I mean, really wouldn't I just obviously just fuck it up right away anyway? Let's be sensible.
p.p.p.s.: Cholera.
