Dammitt! Sky!
When we met up for dinner I wanted to take you for a $6.30 big Mac! But Nooooooo! You wanted fancy food!
I said I would pick up the tab, but your drunken azz stole the receipt I need it for a tax write off! Which by the way dinner was all about you doing tree work for me!
I still need that Christmas tree cut down! A nice 4 footer! I need that receipt back!
Not only that! you hid the top of the receipt which showed you ordered 6 radish sandwhiches in a drunken haze! ........ I'm talking to Obama, yes I will tell on you..... I need a Kleenex!