It’s becoming harder and harder to be nice to people I don’t like. You get on my very last, frayed nerve and I have to sit here and act like I enjoy you being in my presence. Every sentence someone utters does not require any commentary on your part. Are you always this annoying, or just when you’re here?
Please, Lord, tiny baby child, just shut your mouth. Speak only when necessary, because no one cares what you have to say. Not him, not her, certainly not I. You’ve been here for five minutes, you don’t know the game and shouldn’t participate. You don’t know the players and you don’t know the rules.
Hush, now. Shh.