Brothers of mine have recently come to me, stating that theirs has lost its flavor. "Ah, grow a pair!" I declared scornfully.
Yet now I find a gaping whole where mine used to be. How do I approach my brothers now, hypocrite that I now am?
The Unwritten Good Book of the Facility saith that to regain what I lost, I must practice throwing pawns. I know because I was a co author of the Good Book!
So I did.
"She was bein such a jerk."
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Uh, you look pretty today by the way."
I kinda walked away and flipped some grilling chicken at that point. Complete failure. Is what I lost any closer to being found?
Could the Unwritten Good Book of the Facility be wrong?!?!?!?