To the woman sitting next to me on the 17:18 from Leicester.
Shut the fuck up!
Practice your nauseating "Eight" soliloquy somewhere else. If I hear about him grunting, rolling over and wrapping himself around you like a monkey one more time, I'll force feed you that fucking book!!

Thank you to whoever created this. It's just perfection 😼

That point at which you realise your British reservedness and desire to not make Mr. @stephenking.bsky.social feel uncomfortable or overwhelmed has likely meant you've missed the boat on becoming internet friends with the man who's spent longer in your lap than your own offspring.
Bugger!