I’m hurt that you doubt me. But no, I’m not in any shape to fight at the moment. But we both know it isn’t going to stop me. I’ll only stop when I’m dead.
Well, Lonely and lovely. Thank you for the compliment.
That’s true. You’ll just keep fighting until you end up in the hospital and dead. You’ve always been that kind of person really. To fight until you wind up with your ass kicked too bad.
I can’t help you with any of that. You being lonely is your own problem. Not mine. But you’re welcome.