Is there a reason why you have stained your white shirt with such a revealing alcohol stain? It took me a huge amount of time to clean the damn thing, you should realize. And then you go out, arriving back and appearing as if you have been auditioning for the role of Grigori Rasputin. Explain this. I am sick and tired of your ridiculous excuses. If you do not explain to me why you allow me to waste my time and effort to clean your idiotic clothing and your idiotic self, then I shall file for a divorce, Spam Zone.
That is it. I have had enough with your wretched arrogance. I am going to go file for a divorce this instant. Consider this marriage over, Spam Zone.
