I don't really know how to tell you this, but I'll join the monastery. I think I realized it when I changed tennis shoes with George Bush and his wife and I saw you sit on Bill Clinton. I'm sure you're ashamed enough to understand how awful I've felt. I'm returning your ring to you, but I'll keep your suicide note as a memory. You should also know that I told in my confession today about our friendship.
Boo-hoo now, Me.