Lo, I am sore wounded.it's like 7:30 and we know you're laughing.
Must I endure such peevish darts of scorn and nitpicking in my humble attempts at bufoonery? Must I not bring joy and entertainment to the worn masses of byc?
To present, nay to fling shining coppers of humor at the feet of the jaded throngs, only to have them squandered and unheeded by even allies and equals?
Nay, good friends, may it never be!
Blackguards.