Tell me times moves too quickly and I'll bite your face off. I'll eat you alive (and I'm a vegetarian)!
Want half my day? 'Cause you can have what's left. I'd be only too glad to part with it. The next week, too.
Oh, and when I'm old and nostalgic and am looking back on the by-gones, remind me of the pain of living. Remind me that some days suck. Remind me that it's ok to be a little closer to death if it meant giving up some yucky old day that I just wanted to end.