I get it. You lie. I laugh at you. You call me ridiculous names, and insult me with nasty accusations. I laugh again.
And then you accuse me of having "anger management issues."
You have some set of "ethics" RC.
I know you expect me to get emotional because you keep saying such stupid things, but I'm not. I'm calm, and I'm going to bed with my gorgeous, sexy, mature (and sane) husband now, and we will laugh at you together.
Good night...............whoever you are.
That’s alright, oWf, have the last word. You’ve got my permission, lol.