Ah, fuck.

It’s a 404.

Well, this is awkward. Just like all of my exes, you were looking for something that I clearly don’t have. Normally, I’d say let’s just agree to go our separate ways, but not this time. Not after all we’ve been through, baby. Give me another chance. I’ll make it up to you, I swear.

Oh, I know. Here’s an alignment chart of punctuation marks I made just for you: