I want to talk but I can't bear the thought of starting something I can't morally finish.
Ain't it a bitch that we're on opposite sides of the junior high gymnasium?
I used to scream at my mother when we fought. After years, I found that histrionics can't be beaten by louder yelling, so I gave up. I calculate my even-toned responses and I think I've won more than my share since.
At the tone, please record your message.