Listen, all of the others are already plenty jealous of you because I not only have you at number 1 on the rotation, I often bump them off the list when their turns come up and I put you in their places. Don’t ruin a good thing by threatening me with mayo. I love you, I love you a whole lot, but I’ll never succumb to mayo. Grrrrrr.
No mayo huh, drats. One day I want you to spill your guts about WHY you don't like mayo. Are you just being rebellious or is it trauma of some sort: did you almost drown in a vat of mayonnaise or does it look too much like bird poop or what?