It ain't over yet...

The opera isn't concluded until the full-figured woman offers her
vocal rendering.

Oh! So You don't wanna go there...
You don't wanna talk about it...
I don't care...
I wanna go there,I wanna talk about it.

After all, wasn't it me who was avoiding all that...STUFF?
C'mon.
Let's make haste.
My verbal diarrhea is acting up and I've got an itch up my ass.

And I don't hear any singing yet.