Never, I tell you, not until my dying breath!!!! You'll have to pry my prone dead corpse off this issue with a crow bar and a sledge hammer. This is not a pet peeve, it's... Camarasaurus tooth ache.
I've pinned all my hope on today's mass communication.
But if you opt for blackmail.... Two can play this game.
So... Care to get that chocolate pie in its entirety without me getting the half of it?
:)
