I appreciate you reminding me of how terrible you are. My knees are killing me, thanks for asking. I forgot how terrible you were and toppled over when I tried to sprint after that striker in yesterdays game. You wouldn't know that, cause your just a mean location of all the mass in my body, with no consciousness whatsoever! So why am I writing to you?
Well, there's a great reason for that, which is I'm refusing to admit that I'm physically awkward, especially when I fall down repeatedly trying to catch up to someone much faster than me and already has quite a lead due to my inept sense of myself in space. Have you heard of this?
