Remembering challenging one of my high school tormentors to a game of chess, MY domain, unwisely humiliating the ogre, enraging him to the point that he flipped over the table and tried to force me to suck my own dick in front of everyone and I had to wear a back brace all summer
“Property values are tanking!”
“Sorry, gramps. I don’t have a ‘dog’ in this fight”
“You don’t own a home?!”
“Let me be ‘frank’ with you. I can’t afford one.”
“You must not work as hard as I did!”
“Kiss my buns.”