Okay, I Lied

Damn it, I can't get the mail thing to work correctly. Sorry if you've been trying.

Get Your Goddamn Site to Work

Dude, get it together.

Dude, I'm Trying

Seriously, you need to mellow out.

You're Not the Boss of Me

Don't tell me to mellow out; that's what my therapist is for.

You're Getting Ripped Off

Therapist? Really? Bro, I don't think it's taking. Next time, don't find your therapist off the side of a bus. Sorry if I'm being bossy again.

That Was Hurtful

Off the side of a bus? Man, bro, that was mean. I thought poets were supposed to be sensitive.

You're Right, I'm Sorry

I got carried away. And that thing about poets being sensitive? It's a lie. We would slit each other's throats in a second to get reviewed, that is, if we didn't faint at the sight of a knife.