Poor Marv has to have permanent brain damage from the obscene amount of objects that collide with his noodle dome. An iron, several bricks, falling face-first SEVERAL STORIES DOWN!!
I wont paint myself as a saint, say that I understood why you did what you did, why you chose to break up with me in that way. I wont say that I didn't feel anger, or that I handled the aftermath gracefully because I did not.