I know; we're quite concerned for you and the increasing frequency of your meltdowns, seething tantrums, and rage. It's not good for you. Maybe get a brain scan, see if you have a tumor or something. Take your ATM card and go down to the docks, see if you can't pick up a sailor who'll fix what ails you. Or check out Amazon's fine assortment of special toys; I'm sure there's one in the right skin shade just for you.
So how was the morning shift at Denny's? You cooked for more than 24 peeps, eh? lol
