For once, I try to be considerate, respectable.
You think people would like that.
But nooooo, pups, nooooo! So changeable, aren't you~? Instead of appreciating this rare kindness, I'm accused of going soft.
Tsk, tsk, sugarplums and sweeties, don't you recognize a gift when you see one? Silly little blockheads, I was trying to give you a gift, but oooooh, nope, not good enough, was it?
It seems I can never please any of you simpletons. A shame, you ruin every good thing that touches you. How horrible it must feel to be running circles in your nonsense-cluttered little minds.
...I think I shall go make myself some tea. Until later, my min