<<wall, sniffle. Honey, you just made my day.>>
...and ye think ye can go puttin mesidges like that out onna maillist an I won't
mind? what in the name of the goddess of aggressive ebon avians are ye at at all
woman?? what sorta soggy mushy glop are ye made a? here I was sittin here waitin
fer ye t show up an have a good ol scrap, muck balls, birds, bits a soggy leaves
an all, and this is wha I get?? Goddess! sure I thought we shared, Pamela?
aren't we best hater/friends, then? Me heart is besundered into bits. Me entire
self is split apart with big sharp metaphirical rusty metal pointy cutty things
that tear raggy bits heartlessly from me heart.
in the words a quite a lot a people who felt the same before I did: 'Oh, no!
what will I do! she has abandined me for the affections of another! I am
fraught, distraught and really quite unhappy'.
come back to me my darling love, I care nothing for the pig, only for you!
Achingly achy, sadly weepy, sob, sob, sob...
Sad MAQQI, Forlorn man of the Woods.