It's gonna sound lame. However, I hope you realize, no matter how bad your shit is......................you are worth it. (you better tell me you are alive or I'm gonna hafta come over there and beat you). Although you have a choice of weapons:
1. Wet Noodle
2. Floppy Disk
3. My mother (do not put down my mother) lecturing.
4. You having to work one day at my lame ass job
5. You listining to my daughter whine (no, not for one hour. That is motherhood. However, listening to her particular pitch and tone for 3 hours, my god, then you would have something)
6. I can't help it, I'm laughing at my own stuff.
7,8,9,10,11.12. Please tell someone you're okay, OK?