Some guy thought I was scary because I told him he disappointed me.
What a twat!
Imagine if I'd told him that his crooked teeth were distracting.
Or that his sense of humour reeked of self loathing.
Or that his shoes matched mine.
What would I be called then? Hmm?
Good thing I shut up.
Or I'd be microwaving the popcorn for myself right now.
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You would be called an overanalytical you-know-what.
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