Naw! I don't want to contribute to the complete meltdown of a snowflake like you. It would feel like murder.
Rather, snowflakes should be treated gently and closely coddled, or else they might scream out all night, "Mommy! Mommy! There's Haters all around me. Look look! Haters here, and Haters there. Under my bed. In my closet!"
Whiskey running dry: Rather, snowflakes should be treated gently and closely coddled, or else they might scream out all night, “Mommy! Mommy! There’s Haters all around me. Look look! Haters here, and Haters there. Under my bed. In my closet!”