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Bullshit.
It’s true. The whole world. Everybody.
You have never made me cry, and I doubt that you can. Go ahead, give it a whirl.
I don’t want to. Making people cry makes me sad-like.
Well, the world doesn’t need a sad quo.
Not when they’ve grown so used to the happy quo.
Happy and extremely droll quo. I wouldn’t want you any other way, doodle.
Then we’ll get along forever.
Hip people say, “4eva.”
That’s why I said “forever”.
I say forever myself, I was just enlightening you as to what my cool teenage daughter would say.
Right on.
Us old people say right on.
Right on.
Point made.
Right…um…right.
except for 1 – my mighty powers prevent you from making me cry, unless you hand me an onion
Right. Sorry. The whole world except that Australian onion addict over there.
SPIT!!!!!!!!!! ARGGHH!!!!!
That’s a lot of exclamation points.
well if was your fault you know
Everything is. Another example of my inflated sense of self-importance.
don’t be so harsh on yourself, no-one like a sad Q