If I break a fingernail, I won’t be back for awhile...
I’m giving the impression I’m like the ex-girlfriend in You’ve Got Mail...the one how whines, “Where are my tic-tacs?” and when Tom Hanks looks at her she yells, “What?!”
I’m really not that bad...yet...
If I send you some kevlar yarn would you knit me a bullet proof sweater? ;^)