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I feel like I know you. The surveillance software used to monitor your workflow has been telling me what a great person you are.

It's not like I’m going to be walking in the park only to be attacked by a stealthy vending machine that pops out from behind a tree.

Heather was a total warrior throughout. Every time I saw what she was going through, I was in total awe. Like… Wow. Women are strong.

You’re in the top one percent of all naval aviators, with "a need, a need for speed." But I think you have a serious need for fiscal responsibility.

Did something happen between us? Did I wrong you? And if so, why bring that energy into your vacation photos?

I’ve since had a cancellation, opening a slot when I actually COULD play one of your sick little games.

I am going into hiding. Do not approach me or say anything that could incriminate me in other crimes, especially new ones.

Miss Manners will endeavor to offer advice which she hopes will help you be the perfect guest at your knife fight, and as well as keep you alive.

Is this yet another quarrel with your wife about your infidelity? Or an ass-backwards attempt to punish a blasphemous hero?

For starters, you named your dog Sausage. If your dog was a dachshund, this moniker might make sense.

I know one of you grown adults would never leave exploded beef stroganoff all over the microwave.

The person who left the initial voicemail saying, “Come to the lab immediately?” That’s Dave 7.