What's really funny about this is his accurate description of you in the book. Are you frightening? You have scared the living sh-- out of me more than a few times so I completely understand. A charming tale of our fictional but mentally realistic adventures as if we were playing in Star Trek's holi-dome. There was no way in or out of that minefield--I recall tripping over my own tongue far too many times despite my resolve to avoid this. And as if to make the gameboard that much more intriguing, it was as if the players had unwittingly sucked in a copy of Shakespeare's A Midsummer's Night's Dream before entering. Clever ...
Oh my, yes. People may say, where is this? Can I go there?
I guess they can. Why not? Ask the skies with enough fervent desire and anything is possible, I imagine.
Is that what you did?
No. I was taken by surprise. So was he, and naively by me but only because you were so impossibly obnoxious that I couldn't stand you anymore!
You imagined--silly girl--that he could oust me.
No. I just thought he might say, oh he's so full of crappola it's not even funny and that might cool your heels. I was dreaming! and you knew it! Fartface.
I love it when you call me names ....
What's really funny about this is his accurate description of you in the book. Are you frightening? You have scared the living sh-- out of me more than a few times so I completely understand. A charming tale of our fictional but mentally realistic adventures as if we were playing in Star Trek's holi-dome. There was no way in or out of that minefield--I recall tripping over my own tongue far too many times despite my resolve to avoid this. And as if to make the gameboard that much more intriguing, it was as if the players had unwittingly sucked in a copy of Shakespeare's A Midsummer's Night's Dream before entering. Clever ... Oh my, yes. People may say, where is this? Can I go there? I guess they can. Why not? Ask the skies with enough fervent desire and anything is possible, I imagine. Is that what you did? No. I was taken by surprise. So was he, and naively by me but only because you were so impossibly obnoxious that I couldn't stand you anymore!
You imagined--silly girl--that he could oust me. No. I just thought he might say, oh he's so full of crappola it's not even funny and that might cool your heels. I was dreaming! and you knew it! Fartface. I love it when you call me names ....