Hey, Look, I've Been Thinking About This For A While, And I Think I Need To End Things Between Us. It's

Hey, look, I've been thinking about this for a while, and I think I need to end things between us. It's been fun, really fun. But I can't comprehend your true form like at all, and that's a real stumbling block for me in a relationship. I mean, youre a great...entity, that's not the problem, I mean, you keep me up at night, I can't get you outta my head, but I need substance in a relationship and all the trances and wailing in tongues are starting to get in the way of my growth as a person. Much as I'd like to remain friends, well, my retinas are crusting over and I think it would be best to have a clean break.

I'm A Wizd

Putting perfume on before bed feels so luxe and so crusty at the same time. It's giving Marie Antoinette, Versailles energy.

How does my mom manage to close a twist tie clockwise and counterclockwise simultaneously?

The only true solution is to make more stew, around your mistake, a larger stew, a greater stew than before, and let the sorrows of your past be consumed by the pleasures of the future. Or y'know, just throw it out.

You can't unsalt a stew, my friend.

You can't. Unsalt. A stew.

Hrrrm! *I look a trifle thwarted* [the frog appreciates the gesture] *it looks a trifle Warted*

Poorf! *Summons a frog onto your head* (it is polite but uncomfortably Moist.)