|Seriously, read it yourself. I can't read it |
one more time without losing my mind.
I simply love the cover: Read it yourself!
I just can't tell: Is it joyful? Read it yourself! Is it tired and can't be bothered? Read it yourself... Is it really angry? READ IT YOURSELF! Maybe it is all of these things.
Basically at our house, I stomp around the house after Claude goes to bed, saying "Read it yourself" with different emphasis and emotions, much to the delight of Mr. RWH. (I know, he is a lucky man.) I think my high school drama teachers would be very proud of my skills.
Hey, read it yourself.