Can I be honest with you, long-time monitor guy Harry Popick?
“Don’t be honest with me.”
You put the c in thicc.
“Stop talking to me.”
It’s commanding, almost arrogant. I feel like your buttocks are judging me.
“They’re not. Go away.”
My anaconda does indeed want some.
“Be like this somewhere else.”
You should be flattered.
“Is anyone ever flattered when you do this to them?”
“There you go.”