my uncle always manages to meet my favourite players from our team and it makes me sad
okay seriously if you’re in a relationship or even a friendship and you find yourself spending more time crying out of sadness or arguing with them, leave them. i don’t care if they’re a modern day aphrodite/adonis or a gift bestowed upon you by the gods. toxic people are dangerous and i highly advise cutting them out of your life and finding someone who makes you laugh until you snort your drink out your nose instead.
His missives on the microphone span from measured and pensive, like a Bond supervillain at the head of a boardroom, to wild and skittish, like an amped-up street punk who’s been bitten by a rabid dog.