Ok, I'll only say this once, so read very carefully.
April. Fool's. was. two. months. ago.
If you choose to play with my feelings in such cruel and demented manner, rest assured I will not stop until each and everyone of you begs for sweet oblivion to descend upon your broken and battered frames.
That stated, thus leaving you NO choice but to actually deliver what you so carelessly promised...
I love you guys, I really do... oh,thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou.
Can I get you guys anything? Beer, chips, foot massages? Shall I sacrifice a small animal in your honor? Several small animals? Do politicians count as small animals?
Have I told you lately how much I really love you?
I'll just cry in that corner for a while, now. Wouldn't wanna go out in THIS disposition. I'm so happy I might actually help someone in need.
Oh, dear Lard...