I'M THINKING OF YOU RIGHT NOW, AND I CAN FEEL THE TEARS WELLING UP INSIDE THAT LITTLE PINK GLAND INSIDE MY EYE. HERE THEY COME, RUNNING DOWN OVER MY CLOWN MAKEUP. I'M WIPING THEM AWAY NOW. I'M GETTING A SNOTTY NOSE. MORE TEARS. MORE SNOT. I'M WIPING MY NOSE WITH THAT SILK HANDKERCHIEF I STOLE FROM YOUR APARTMENT WHEN YOU WERE IN PHOENIX WITH THAT GUY KEVIN LAST YEAR ON MY BIRTHDAY.
I THINK IT'S RUINED NOW.