I always hate goodbyes.

The lingering sense that you may not come back, or I may never see you again.

There are so many uncertain things in life, and nothing is guaranteed.

So when I say goodbye, please don’t feel insulted when I say,


Tator tots,

See ya later, alligator,


Because if that goodbye is the last time I ever talk to you, then at least I know the last thing I ever said to you as only, “Goodbye.”


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