Well, when your primary consideration is "How I want to feel . . . "

Many favored the Mike & Ike, and never the twain shall meet.

Occam's coup.

I am highly suspect of anyone who doesn't have at least one song for their dog.

Potent potable missive: I hope this martini finds you well.

Side eye, but a loving side eye.

Him her she he him they her him . . . No wonder they get twisted up about pronouns, they clearly find them impenetrably confusing.