[Dude, if you marry Isaac, he will never, ever forgive you. Ever. He'll go out and marry... Derek and Peter and find a way to have ass babies for them, just out of spite.]
Uh huh. Sure. Leave me out in the cold, all alone. It's okay, I have a blanket.
The first step on the road to recovery is admitting you have a problem.
Uh huh. Sure. Leave me out in the cold, all alone. It's okay, I have a blanket.