The First Day of Tasks

I had a big spat. It's covered up with makeup, but you can see it. If you look at my forehead, big old honker. I like them runny, but any hint of gelatinous quality in the white, God, you're going to get thrown out of my house. So this was on our first day. Certainly my first day doing tasks. Did it hurt? Oh, it was a bad one. It was throbbing, yeah. Anyhow, we still get those in adulthood. Yeah. But I did make observations about you in this particular task I want to drill down into. Please. As someone who really did want to win, I thought you