You have baked cakes, the sophisticated ones with
tens of layers with coloured
doughs, you have invented dozens of drinks with ingredients no westerner has even heard of, you have not only compiled millions of playlists, themed "lovers' cave", "body alphabet" and "psycoyote" but sung "all the classics" in karaoke bars. And you have done so effortlessly, romantically, caringly. Like, "its
all yours, keep it, i enjoy giving to you" but damn, Mike, you could give us a fuck already! just something that will calm the seas for a bit,
you twat!