I don't mean in the sense of bad news, I mean, what's the most insulting thing. You know, the one that, after all these years, still rankles. Perhaps it was intended to wound deeply, perhaps it was meant kindly but, nonetheless, hooked itself into your mind like a burr, maybe for reasons only you understand.
And I mean, that was said to you, not the classic insults that have made it into the quotation books.
Get it off your chest. Here goes. Something that's stuck in my craw, since it was said to me about ten years ago, by a member of the opposite sex:
And I mean, that was said to you, not the classic insults that have made it into the quotation books.
Get it off your chest. Here goes. Something that's stuck in my craw, since it was said to me about ten years ago, by a member of the opposite sex:
You look better when you smile.