Because everyone is entitled to have their little bitch moments except for me, right?
It was evident that I was already in a foul mood, whether it be related to you or not, and I’m positive I made it pretty fucking clear that I wanted to be left alone but you just couldn’t fucking drop it, could you?
You just didn’t know when to fucking stop. Good job getting your little friend involved too, because that’s what really set me off. Not many things have angered me to full-blown-pissed but you, my friend, have achieved it.
Congratulations.
