I howl and I whine, I'm after you.

I am still not done being angry, I had to rant it out to my other friends.

"I am not happy"
"I know"
"How do you know?"
"Woman, your display name is an obvious giveaway"
"Oh yeah"
"I'm so mad, I'm eating McFlurry!"
"Food doesn't cure anger, sadness, depression, or even cancer"
"Don't go philosophical on me now"
"I am so mad. Can you see my mad face now?"
"I'm thinking of the 'mad - mad' face, not the 'mad - angry' one"
"ROTFL"
"NETSPEAK!"
"Don't make me beat you"
"I see the Mudpie McFlurry isn't helping with your annoyance"
"Well, at least I satisfied one craving properly. Do you know I've been craving so many things to break my fast with and when I get to eat them, they taste awful?"
"Does that include Papa Johns tasting horrible?"
"Hahahaha!"
"I didn't eat that, my mother did!"
"I signed the petition already"
"Thank you"
-.-"
"She's got you signing petitions now?"
"I did what was right"
"SERIOUSLY. HOW CAN YOU SNATCH THE GREATEST WIN EVER FROM LEWIS HAMILTON? IT IS ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS AND UNFAIR! THE PEOPLE IN THE FIA ARE A JOKE! IT'S DISGRACEFUL AND APPALLING! I AM NOT IN THE LEAST BIT PLEASED!"
"You're repeating what you said in the petition"
"I wasn't and how do you know?"
"I read yours"
0.0
"Did you sign it?"
"I did. As much as I love Kimi, I love you more"
"Awww..."
"I'm still angry though"
"WHERE IS THE JUSTICE?"
"DI MANAKAH KEADILAN?"
"Belakang rumah awak"
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"WIN"
"Fool"
"You asked for it"
"Don't make me use the powers of my psychodance on you!"
"I'll have the police arrest you for subjecting the masses to bad singing and horrendous dancing"
"Shut up"
"You know I'm right"
"If they really have something against McLaren Mercedes, go give it to Ferrari already, please. Don't make me waste my time watching races week in, week out. Don't make my 9-year obsession die like that. Fucking donkeys"
"You come out at night to buat dosa yang boleh membatalkan puasa di siang hari"
"ROTFLFMAO"
"HAHAHAHAHA!!!"
"I'll do my psychodance on you, don't be sorry then. Bitch"
"Cheer up-lah. Speaking of psychodancing, watch the latest dance"
"I did, the fool can't dance to save his own life! He's got to be high on something"
"Love?"
"My dear, you are a genius"
"Thanks, I know"
"Self-flattery gets you nowhere and nothing"
"Says who?"
"Us"
"Are you on your normal fix of David Cook?"
"No, I'm copying notes"
"Liar"
"Why should I lie?"
"Like I said, you come out at night to commit sins you can't do while you're fasting"
"Shut up"
"What notes?"
"Assessment and Profiling"
"Don't forget the dictionary tomorrow"
"Hahaha, thanks. But Assessment is on Wednesday"
"What's tomorrow?"
"Health Psych"
"Oh yeah, well. Don't forget the dictionary"
"I'm still angry, you know"
"Go write an official letter to Max Mosley or whoever it is you're mad at"
"HE WAS ROBBED! ROBBED, I TELL YOU! ROBBED!"

Sigh. GIVE IT BACK TO HIM! Don't make me go crazy and dance like a lunatic!