You can't have too much of a good thing... Especially when its wicked funny animation (grin). I never know when to stop pushing my luck, even when all the warning signs have been there,
I sometimes truly can't see it coming. Other times, I'm on the flip-side, putting up with something unbearable in a bright and cheerful manner until quite suddenly my patience snaps and I stalk off, never to be heard from again, leaving the (quite rightly) bewildered person on the receiving end of this cold fury in a state of shock and awe that would make the US army proud.
So which one are you, the long suffering about to explode plaything, or the kid who is oblivious to the s*** storm that's about to hit the fan? What is your point of no return? And how good does it feel to finally do SOMETHING about it?
"Cat Among the Pigeons"
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