Yeah, I just had one over my house a few evenings ago. Funny thing though, he's raring to go back. Strange folks, them American kids.
They're over there really doing some incredible work, at incredible risk. And here we sit with wounded feelings ready to leave, but needing to talk about it first.
I don't know j, in my neighborhood the sure way of getting everyone to dislike you, was to throw youself a pity party. Ain't no opus allowed on the poorer side of town.