Christ, people, I can't leave you all alone for a minute...

I'm sorry, Karla...I just can't stay mad at you. Be my love monkey again. I'm nothing without you. Ignore whatever lies your brother told you - he's always been against us. See how Tim and Nowhereman and PJP swarm when they see the slightest sign of weakness? They're jealous of us Karla, particularly Nowhereman (who couldn't be gayer for me if he tried) and PJP (when he walks into a room the fish stop swimming). Come back to me. You know we're right for ach other.
Oh, and to the rest of you all (except for Terrence and Phillip): Y'all can suck my big Bostonian balls. Thank you.