Hey, don't hiss and spit at me, brown noser. It's not my fault you can't find one example to support your upsucking, not my fault your latest hope for someone to rescue you is too busy running to even try, and it's not my fault he doesn't have time in his panicked retreat even to acknowledge your tongue bathing of him.
In his defense, at least he is open about who he is, while you reek of shame over who you used to be, and so now you hide it. Dingy only runs from me. You run from your running - cowardice squared.