…I’m pretty tired of widdle Sara’s literary turn. Or turns. One minute, “I’m going to write books!” Then, “I’m not going to write books!” Then, “I’m going to write one book.”
You know, Sara, I’m pretty sure that you can’t even wipe your snotty little nose, much less author a book. This primadonna complex of yours is wearing mighty thin. And I don’t think I’m the only one who feels this way.
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