A. You are eating WAY more than rocks.
B. What the fuck?
C. You work with special needs children?
D. Who's working with YOU?
E. What the fuck?
F. I'd really hate to be your dentist.
Please stop criticizing the President of the United States and stick to what you know best, spreading the butter...and your legs. Nobody is buying your Little Miss Morality routine. Take a note from your mother's playbook and quit while you're ahead.
Your life looks about as "ruined" as fresh bread. It's hard to believe you fear for your family's safety while grinning ear to ear. Perhaps you should have asked the agents for a nickel to put between your knees. It's just a thought.
When you look like a vintage handbag from the 1920's or Yoda's distant cousin, it's time to stop. You are doing way too much and not enough...all at the same time!