I had a dream about you. You were using a shovel as it was intended to be used, and I asked you what you were doing. You replied, “Digging a six-foot hole.” I said, “Ah, are you digging a grave for our love?” And you replied, “No, I’m digging a grave for you.” It was at this point that I unsheathed Chuck Norris’ right arm and sliced you with a karate chop.