Ex-t,
You look awful. You look old, tired, unwell, and unpretty. Maybe you always did and I was too blind to see it. Or, maybe Karma is getting you good. No matter, I'm ok with it. I no longer take pity on you. You are nothing to me. You have become ugly to me, inside and out. Though I do not wish you harm, I do wish I could be there when you get your notice from the state board. I hope you are wearing Depends when that time comes.
AH