But, let's face it, it could easily not have. I wish he'd exercise cautious optimism. It would just save a lot of us a lot of excessive blood pressure.
Ceilings not falling down would also do that, I guess.
Inches from his head, though. I mean, come on. How is it possible that someone so intelligent and so very definitely heterosexual could be such a drama queen?
And I should, apparently, take the metaphorical bullet for him?
Ha. Some nerve.
You know what, though? I think given the chance, I might.
But maybe I'm just feeling soft because he "could be dead". Or, something.
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