Once, you asked me if I had any colored pencils, and I said that I did have colored pencils.
Then, you asked me if you could borrow my colored pencils and I said that you could borrow my colored pencils.
Twice, I asked if you still had my colored
(more) pencils, and you said that you had lost my colored pencils. You didn't even bother because I saw them sticking out of your back pocket.
You know, I've taken a liking to crayons now... because I know now that I am the white crayon in a jumbo box of 64 crayons with a sharpener on the back.
No one can, or will even want to, use me anymore.(less)
