Look -- I know we worked hard together last weekend! I thought we made a good team; I thought we were buddies. So then, why did you wait until yesterday to tell me that Saturday was too much. That was really dum of you, you know. 'Cause I'd have rested on Sunday if I'd thought you really wanted to; all you had to do was just tell me. But nooooo!
And don't go saying that I should have known better. You know very well that I'm very forgetful about things like not being able to do what I used to do. So, don't go blaming me! All you had to do was speak up earlier, we'd be feeling just fine now! Oh! You're so stuborn!!
Perhaps you've forgotten. But the last time you brought your little friend, Carpal Tunnel, to visit, I believe I made it perfectly clear that he wasn't welcome. Not only does he do nothing but ache all day, he has the nerve to make me wear those silly looking arm bands at night. It's just the epitome of rudeness. Leave, and leave now!!!
Did you have to get so big. You used to be so nice and petite and round; and you always knew your place. But now -- well, you're just ALL OUT THERE and you're kind-of HANGING DOWN THERE. And to be perfectly frank, NO, I don't find those dimples cute at all!
Oh my! Is it any good to talk to you guys?
Pass the chocolates please!