We're in the same friend circle and I've never really liked you to be honest. We were all playing a sports game when you "accidentally" kicked me in the leg and injured me...causing me to be on crutches for 6-8 weeks. I'm pissed. I want you to suffer like I am suffering. Your apology isn't enough. I will forgive you...when you submit to me and allow me...to fart on you. These pain medications are making me bloated and gassy. I rip farts in your face while talking down to you...honestly you should be my fart slave every day until I am off crutches, don't you agree?