Hey! Heeeyyy, cheap cork screw that my old roommate left behind... hey.
Listen... you and I have known each other for what's going on two years now. We were flung together in the haste of your former owner going crazy and moving to the Middle East... listen... you can't stay here anymore... you have to go.
I know this is super awkward, and I'm SORRY! Buuuut... you don't pull corks out very well, and... tonight was the last straw.
I can't keep trying to open my cheap wine in a seven part series of you not doing your job, me getting frustrated and having to walk away for a spell, me returning to try again, you not doing your job again... and so on...
It's a vicious cycle. And it needs to stop.
Do you understand? Great... I took the liberty of calling you a cab... have a nice life, cheap cork screw that my old roommate left behind... take it easy.
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I swear to god if you didn't leave that thing around for me to set ablaze I will be very upset.
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