You guys truly aren't ready for maid dress Casper
No, it's buried in the longer ones. I can see it, I'm just trying to come from different angles and see what happens.
No, so he has seen! It is as I've said, I'm quite afraid. Why fear such things anyhow? I'm afraid, I'm afraid, we say I'm afraid, yet must we fear the truth? Hold a healthy disdain, certainly, but fear? It is as I've said before, I'm joyous. There, much better! We should all experiment with such turns of phrase to see what happens.
You called yourself a follower before.
You asked for such, though not in those words. Alas, I must come clean: I am not yours and yours alone. I follow the river current as a fish, I will follow others after you and have followed many before.
I'm alright with that. Though, the currents will take you away. Do you ever swim against them? Or will the goodbye be final?
I'm finding myself pleased with your reading comprehension, ahuhu. There are ever so many ways to spin and play and push and have a jolly old time no matter which way the river runs! Finally, nothing is final, except that which might be fine or fine, and all that which is final, of course, but how can we ever know which finale is final except with hindsight? Even then, we can not know whether it will remain final. Which finality will be final? Are the finales finite? Is infinity as infidelity, to be an infidel, we can never truly know when the final-
And what do you do when you are not following? What drives you to play then?
Not an answer, bud.