Hey, are you calling me cute? Come on, admit it… you kinda like me now, don’t you? My stubborn persistence, even in the face of all the unrelenting hate and disdain. Yet, through it all, like a tiny flower sprouting from a crumpled discarded soda can, I can feel it… our friendship is blooming, baaabbbyyyy!
Hey, are you calling me cute? Come on, admit it… you kinda like me now, don’t you? My stubborn persistence, even in the face of all the unrelenting hate and disdain. Yet, through it all, like a tiny flower sprouting from a crumpled discarded soda can, I can feel it… our friendship is blooming, baaabbbyyyy!
Thank you, friend! :)
Too bad the Summer Olympics are over, or you’d get gold in mental gymnastics.
Training for the Winter Olympics now. Thanks, friend! :)
It has been my observation that those who passive-aggressively referred to people as “friend” typically don’t have any of their own.
I’m not your friend.
I may not be your friend, but I count you as my friend. Thanks, friend! :)
How sad
Don’t be sad, I’m your friend. Cheer up. It’s gonna be ok, I promise. And Trump is going to lose, so all good. Thank you! :)
Oh, how cute. You’re trying to be passive aggressive to make yourself feel better.
Nobody is your friend.
Thank you! :)