It was swift, merciless. I wouldn’t call it gruesome. Actually, it was almost graceful. Executed with such precision that it was practically painless, altho not completely without misery. There were times when I thought it may get better, take a turn from the worst. There were times when I almost enjoyed it, sick as that may sound. I suppose, if I had to I could even do it again.
Yes. We played Monopoly again last night.
Where the HELL are the Mets, on vacation or something!