GFY.
Or do we?
What’s the terms of your probation? Seems the choice is yours.
Don’t knock on my door with your sad sack of inyourendos little boy. I wish your daddy would keep you back at his table.
Run along and entertain the pious ones with with your sweet spirit and joy. The irony.
Not interested. Waste their time, not mine.
C-ya
Sure. As long as you GFY.
There's a good garden gnome.