Do you see the way he struts around in his "chocolate" coat? He thinks he can just show up at anybody’s doorstep and everybody will jump for joy.
The card was so lovely, but unfortunately, I can’t show you it because there was a fire at my desk.
Please don’t reopen school. I won’t be able to make it another year with those behemoths suffocating me with their skeevy, pudgy fingers.
Don’t just stand there, staring at me. You’ve never asked for my consent. I don’t want to be three inches from your swollen uvula.