  accept when it's over.. when you've completed your run.. when you are no longer.. ech.. no one tells me to eat my boogers and gets away with it. i cannot in all good sane consciousness continue liking you.. you are.. ..rather.. i accept that i've been set aside as "buddy" material.. someone to crack lude, crude and crass jokes to and i'm OK with this status.
i was OK with it from the get-go, i just wasn't aware of it. there is a certain red-head that lives in a land far far away that i instantly liked better than you anyway.. no no.. don't be like that.. don't be a h8r.. no one likes a h8r.. :) 
