ah, me, oh, my! I guess I'll just have to soldier on *somehow* through the agony of losing your company.
(see, the *above* is the more highly developed form of caustic humor known as "satire", used to ridicule specific stupidity or hypocrisy - in this case, your insistence that I am upset, while you wax histrionic - by means of parody)
((oh, that'd be "rigid" in standard English))
I meant "ridgid," only because I'd like to clock you with a pipewrench, if only spiritually.
Your'e still mum on the "smug piety" issue. Why is that?