Screw you, Cookie. Just when I was feeling pretty good, you come along and tell me I don’t know how to conduct myself and that I am ugly on the inside. Also, Cookie, screw you for not being PC in your delivery of day-ruining putdowns (“his” own image). WTF?!
I hold up the mirror to you, cookie! How’s it look now?
Stupid cookie! I am glad I ate you before you could judge me further.