I can’t date a narcissist. You see, promoting the illusion of my own importance to my many imaginary fans takes up all my time.
What’s your Native American Name? It might be something really lovely and inspiring. Something you can be proud to repeat. Or . . .
Respecting My Juniors: Dear God, help me get the flag all the way up the pole. And please stop wasting youth on the young. Amen.