I can see it's bothering you. Tick tock tick tock. It's going to hatch like the chest splitter in Alien. If you have time after your diagnosis, reflect on how did he know? And ask yourself, were you the tuchidiot all along? Hope you at least got a donut out of the deal.
Even now your programming requires you to use "folks" in your post. Yikes.
Maybe the turbo cancer has started in your brain?
All the best.
She's hoping so hard for this folks.
A prediction. Please have the strength of character to let the folks know when it comes true.
It's just a wish folks.
Her powers of prediction exist only in her imagination.
She could prove otherwise by giving us the final score in the MLB All Star game on Tuesday.
But she won't, because she can't.
I can see it's bothering you. Tick tock tick tock. It's going to hatch like the chest splitter in Alien. If you have time after your diagnosis, reflect on how did he know? And ask yourself, were you the tuchidiot all along? Hope you at least got a donut out of the deal.
All the best