Stabbed in the back

tonight I was stabbed in the back by the absence of what I assumed was a close personal friend. I think I'm going to vomit. I always assumed that my words could be used to get anyone to do anything, but it didn't work. So I'm at smoothie king and they really are the king of smoothies. If I had the option I would be the Lancelot to here round smoothi table. If I might be so bold, after they pulled the promised straw from the stone, I could have joined the ranks, all I would need is a new visa and a whole lotta zest. Not that I would need much more zest, some would say that I'm quite zestful to begin with. SUBMISSION OVER