Oh, that Jamie.
I’ll get him back somehow. He says dumb stuff all the time, shouldn’t be too difficult to find something funny to post here. His parents, after all, didn’t even expect him to achieve actual literacy, so they named him after a famous philosopher.
Speaking of famous philosophers, I was at a used bookstore today with various other folks and I scored a copy of “The Function of Reason” by the philosopher with perhaps the most august-sounding name of them all: Alfred North Whitehead. I was also eyeing a book that his partner in crime Betrand Russell wrote about sex and human relationships.
Speaking of sex and human relationships: maybe I will get Jamie back by writing a long and confidential letter to his girlfriend, outlining his various confessions and misdeeds. He can insist all he wants that she already knows more about his various confessions and misdeeds than I ever will, it won’t stop me. I’m calling his bluff.
Looking forward to recieving this letter. He is here now, so I can exact revenge in person.
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And me without popcorn :)
I’ve sent the aforementioned letter. It should be fun to see if Pamela still remembers her martial arts well enough to exact that sweet sweet revenge.
If words could express the effortless shrug I am making at that thought, I would have written them here.