Vogue

It's like someone asking you.

And now I'll probably get imprisoned because I fucking opened someone's mail.

Yeah, but it's like someone asking you to be here for a package to collect, but that's something they're sending back.

And then you weren't here when you told them that you wouldn't be here.

And then they ask you to go to one of their depots to drop the package back when you're already up the walls working full time on a dancing show.

Well, I think that when someone has spent 500 quid to go over to watch you on the dancing show out of her own pocket, she would assume that maybe a little favor would be nice considering the favor that was done by moi.

And the favour was attempted to be done.

Many favours are done.

I checked where FedEx things were open.

I have a bone to pick for you.

Oh, pick away because you want to be picking your battles.

You look a lot like Splinter today.

You look like a lie bag because I know.

You twisted the truth and you turned it on me.

You gaslit me.

Oh shit.

No.

Is what you are.

You are a lie bag.

You're a steaming turd is what you are.