Richard, say something.

“Nope,” said Richard, sitting there with a shit eating grin.

I’m not sure that that’s even true cause I didn’t turn around to see what kind of grin or non-grin he’s wearing, but it smells like poop so I’m assuming it’s a shit eating grin.

My toe is purple.  Rich said to mention that.  It’s purple and painful.  Those things both start with P.

This announcement has been brought to you by the letter H.