You thought you'd take the House. You were SOOOOO cock-sure. Whoops.
I can't wait to hear the twisted excuses following yesterday's grotesque smuggery. I want to see the awkward moment of self-doubt in your eyes. You know... the kind of doubt you don't let anyone see because deep down you might just be ashamed?
I can see. Right. Through. You.
IN YOUR FACE.
Or at least that's how I'd like to go. Figured I best fantasize now because it might get rather difficult later.