You seem to be at the start of another one of your meltdown. It’s Friday, walk away.
They’re all at it today. For a side that has “won” they don’t half bitch and moan. I suppose the enormity of their error is coming home to roost .And they don’t like these chickens.
It’s Friday, the sun is glorious, it’s actually warm out, no it’s actually hot. Chips with friends by the river for lunch. What a time to be alive.